So, here is my second entry to the ol' Detroit poetical jamboree. It could be that I decided to be serious for a change and try to salvage something from my rubbish original entry, it could be that I want to get my sweaty mitts on that cashmoney; or maybe Kates really is the object of my affections!

Which is an extremely disturbing thought given her past. But that's ok.

The mythical Helen of Troy, she pales

when set to the object of my deepest affections:

Kates of Detroit.

I watch from afar, adrift in a sea of tempestuous desire.

Drowning forever in my longing, no hope of salvation from

Kates of Detroit.

Now I see, she chances upon Naomi, and all my love

is dashed against the cruel rocks of unrequaintance. Oh!

Kates of Detroit.

But yet I shall yearn, forever and longer

for my sun, my stars; my renaissance.

Kates of Detroit.

Not Bad...

I hope I experience these feelings, Noah, it sounds excruciating. Beautifully conveyed...if I wasn't a Jedi, I might feel slightly moved. But I am, so I don't...

Of course, you will realise I meant to say "I hope I never experience...".

Thats pretty good......

You have possible potential. Nice job

Strolls up behind Noah and murmurs in his ear.

"Thank you..."

"I watch from afar, adrift in a sea of tempestuous desire"  that alone is a powerful lineits beautiful work

I am very impressed. I hope some day some man will feel that way about me. BEAUTIFUL!