“...take off your sweater in the darkness and static flares as a tiny lightning storm - I am the same at the end of your fingertips ...”

“...my writing is a wild mustang - more thunderous than a lightning storm -and all my skill which I call art, is devoted to simply staying on...”

“...words are so strong and I am so timid - my soul ignores warnings and I end up covered with your paint ...”

“...when people oppose your view, you can become a lightning rod, but if I were you, I'd let them stew...”

“...yes, I am your priest, your magician, your lover - I make charms to incant your presence...”

“...I remember your profile in darkness outlined by stars ...”

“...dark embers smolder inside me - one touch and they flare - who would have thought memory combustible, or near you bright sparks appear?...”