Monday, July 25, 2005

Every cloud...




Sometimes all you need is a short walk on a windswept beach, pick up a perfectly white stone in your hand, reconnect and leave your troubles behind.

Tuesday, July 05, 2005

Irresistible

I cannot pretend to be everything you want
But I can teach you that I am what you need

Go on, give me a chance
I will give you so much of me in return
I will be your slave

Why don’t you want me?
Is it the way I’ve offered or will you never want me?

For you, I remain, totally 100% resistible