White Chocolate Lover Virginia Carraway Stark Gently he melts against my tongue Orchid taste gently darkening his ivory to cream Vanilla the only thing marring the perfection Differentiating The purity of his taste Into something of sensational beauty tempting me to nibble yet again and…

The Bigs are Coming to Town Virginia Carraway Stark Bigs come When they come to town They move the streets They turn the dumpsters upside down They put in DUMBS They do as they please because They’re Bigs And they do as they please Rewrite…

Every Time! Virginia Carraway Stark Every time I have begun It’s time to begin again Every time I think I’m done I find I’m half undone every time I’m half done I become undone again! Becoming done is half the fun Becoming undone isn’t such…

Rushing and I Can Virginia Carraway Stark Sometimes when I’m rushing I have to wonder why there are way more missiles and satellites than stars than I can count in the sky sometimes when I can I wonder why I let so many golden chances…

Sunshine and Storms Virginia Carraway Stark One day you’re coming Going is fine Coming up the street Sunshine on your shoulders Clouds crossing your path A delight in the sky Rain pelting your your path Refreshing and fine Only to return And to find a…

I wish I knew Virginia Carraway Stark I wish I knew A million years ago what I know today with the world spinning faster thousands of years go by every day how many millions of years ago was it that I sat in the forest…

Every, if I could, if only, Virginia Carraway Stark Every muscle is slow and straining On this saturdau morn If I could stretch just a little bit further I could poke through my skin bird wings would spring free From gashed skin and every weakness…

Bandage my fingers Virginia Carraway Stark The road is at my feet again I take a tentative step forward I can’t wait to see How each time I crest Each new horizon I fall in love With every view Again and again And how there…

Waiting, soon Virginia Carraway Stark On this summer day the day slowly brightening from a constenance of gloom to one of brightness hope that I’ve cherished holding swaddled and tight so that it can’t spread it’s wings fly away leaving me bereft that sweet butterfly…

Virginia Carraway Stark If I had the dream That we should be the only ones Alive in a world of two And we found away To do away With all those things That we fear so well and true I know you’d come away with…