Love

Love is not comparable It's out there on it's own It changes from dependency As we become more grown Love is more than physical It's a mental state as well Combine the two and you will have The magic of a spell Love will come to everyone It does not discrimate It happens kind of suddenly With no set time or date Love will raise you to new heights With the magic of its spell And just as quickly let you see The other side of hell Michael Christoher Daly (mid 1980's)

Good bye Nellie Last night I sat by Nellie’s fire And watched the embers glow My thoughts were scattered here and there With things I ought to know I watched her trail across the room To reach the bedroom door Her shoes behind–her hair so neat Her clothes along the floor I tiptoed in to take a look She looked so naked there Her eyes a sparkle, lips so moist And a ribbon in her hair She did not speak– she hardly moved Where she laid her head to rest I kissed her cheek then her neck And the nipple on each breast She slowly moved and pulled me down And we became one together The night just faded out itself And loving would go on forever But fate is blind as on this night And there came no warning As things would change a night of bliss Into a dreadful morning A flash of light, A gunshot sound As we curled up for cover And Nellie passed without a word Shot by her female lover. “Goodbye Nellie” Michael Christopher Daly. 05/25/2005