some of you might recall ma fart poem ... hehehe that one went pretty well .. this time i have gone a bit serious ... it is a private poem ... but what the heck ... hey! listen i've got something to say its like i was born a long time ago but opened my eyes today i just found something warm a feeling so pure that it makes rain pour down my cheeks i actually love you, strange neva felt like this before or was i dead all the time? i dunno if i wanted anything this pure were my desires made out of stone? was that a cloud or some sheath? were my hands tied to my feet? that i couldnt reach out and touch you deep maybe now i will know what i am supposed to do die like a dragon? or live like a dream?