Everything: Sonnet 1 I've not been everything to you. But you've been everything to me. A beautiful life we share so true. There is no man so rich to care for thee. Together we've walk this road, true. You and I, hand in hand, together as one. Not daunted by the frailties of Hollywood, Nor the facade made by a plastic world. We've not carved two different fronts, But found for us our share of reality. For when I look upon thee with my eyes, I see the truth still left in humanity. There is no way to speak my mind To share its thoughts so deep inside. To know a beauty so rare and kind, As yours my love with me reside. I cannot tell thee how much I love you But that I have no other love but thee. Sorcerers of Evilburg: The witch and warlock are soon to die By their own trickery the used to lie Their curses will boomerang upon their heads And soon we will find them dead! What has been joined by the gods No witchcraft may set at odds. The wicked hide behind their brews But soon the evil must bow to what is true. Their magic portions they will drink All their treachery will sink Into the pit of horror where their soul shall wrest Till they confess their evil deeds. The Voice: Poetry on the Move: 6