i walked a path. a downward spiral. looking back was meaningless.
     people tried to hold me. but they just phased through.

i was able to do it. almost with little or no effort. i was able to reach hell.
     but in the drowning blood of silence i saw a shimmer in my field of view.

a side of passion. a hint of madness. a tint of foxy. thirty-two flavors and then some.
     the perfect recipe of dreamy devious you.

from the beginning to the end you were a passionate and patient teacher.

you taught me various lessons. educated me. me.
     a misguided and grotesque creature.

how to live love and die, making me cry laugh and smile.

it all made me want to stop kneel and stare.
     into those brilliant spanish eyes that just don't compare.

meeting you made me stronger. because of you i'm further away from this destructive hunger.

i am less incomplete because of you. you're a true treasure.
     but not for me to keep. only for me to see.

a rare and beautiful teacher. i'm glad to have met you.
     if you did not exist, neither would i be.