Pen and paper are my tools
To tell you "good job" or to call you a fool.
My praises aren't just given, they are earned.
Mistakes don't just happen, they are learned.
My pen may cut like a knife, but in the end,
Only you can make yourself my friend.
So as I write, carving out my craft,
You may feel cold and it is my words that bring the draft.
Please keep in mind it is not my intention to harm.
I don't want you to sound the alarm.
Perhaps it is my concern for you that keeps us all afloat,
On peaceful waters in a leaking boat.
I wish there were words to express how I feel,
But no words I see will do.
No wor
Times have been tough, and things have gone wrong,
But the deep love we share has been th
Don't Go Far Off, Not Even For A Day
Don't go far off, not even for a day, because --
because -- I don't know how to say it: a
Take Me To The Center Of Your Soul
Take Me to the center of your soul
show me where you hide
lead me
We didn't grow up together.
We didn't start as friends.
When we first got togethe
You have a gentle heart and a caring soul.
You use affectionate words to extol.
Y
It was a late night in September,
The beginning of autumn,
When the image of a st
You're the one for me
'cause you were made just for me.
Now I'm standing in front
A million stars up in the sky.
One shines brighter - I can't deny.
A love so prec
Your kindness has been blessed to me
From the stars above.
Your words all fill my
