I breathe in...the fragranceof love, and moist sandthe onehis roses lefton both my handsI just keep on breathingevery momentas much as I canpreserving it, in my bodyfor the dayit can’t.

the intensityin your eyesburns my penas i write.

For it is up to you and meto take solacein nostalgia's armsand our abilityto create the everlastingfrom fleeting moments.

love wounds me with soft pillows with tender lips and fingers

Tell me..how do you stand there?filling the doorway....of my life.

I want to read every book that’s writtenhear every song that was sungI want to gaze at every cloudand hold the zing of each fruit on my tongue.

I realizedJune had never beenjust a monthmusic...never just a trembleon my lipswarmth was nevermerely a blanket.

I breathe in...the silenceof my own heartaching with tendernesswith memories..Of home.

kisses explode when... someone believes in me when my heart cries out a song of thanks to yours.

When I write...I am in the fond armsof a childhood friendupon whose colorful heart I can hang the charcoal drawingsof my woes.

The world is thinningand the earth...it's still spinningmy world is thinningand it’s all because of one person I’m missing.

To lose what we never owned might seem an eccentric Bereavement but Presumption has its Affliction as actually as Claim --

Technology continues to bring us wondrous advances in filmmaking to improve how we view movies.

Denial, panic, threats, anger - those are very human responses to feeling guilt.

T-Bone Walker was a big influence on just about every guitar player around.

I hope there's some kind of morality in all my work.

My father told me very early on that it was a sin to worry too much.

I would like to throw an egg into an electric fan.

If there's anything Breaking 2: Electric Boogaloo has taught me, it's that breakdancing is the key to financial solvency.

We want a better America, an America that will give its citizens, first of all, a higher and higher standard of living so that no child will cry for food in the midst of plenty.

My plays have been translated into all of the official languages of South Africa except Afrikaans.