Pixie dust

Even if I dream my life away

will you still hold a corner in the centre of the universe for me?

Or will the stars slip out of its proximity

crashing down,

leaving trails of pixie dust flying around

Circles in the sand

Silence reverberates,
fills in the empty spaces 
that lie between your heart and mine

How Do You Like Them Apples

I'm going to take my pirates hat
and sail off into the wild, wild sea


Take off into the sunset
without saying goodbye,
No longer will you be
the apple of my eye.