Music is the ocean
That pulls me to the shore.
Music is the rhythm
That moves me to the core.
Music is the therapy
I need when I feel blue.
Music lifts my spirits
To make sure I pull through.
The times when I'm most cheerful,
It's clear music was there.
Music is the needed friend
When no one seems to care.
Lips sweet as sugar,
how to touch them I linger.
Lips that enslave me with their
What do I see in you? Oh boy. Oh boy,
I see mountains and rivers a lifetime of joy,
When first we touched,
My heart flew high,
On gossamer wings through a cloudless
There once was a monkey in a city's zoo,
who dreamed of the outside sun.
He did l
Hope Is The Thing With Feathers
"Hope" is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune
I Can Be Anything You Want And Need
I can be the silence
when the world around you
gets to be too loud.
If I were to write a poem,
It would be a fantastic piece of art,
Many people woul
Overwhelming and revealing
this amazing feeling,
this ache I crave, this desire,<
I'm Glad I Have A Friend Like You
It started as just a hug and grew into a kiss,
A friendship that had blossomed to more th
The Nightmare Before Christmas
Big, fat Santa bounded through my halls;
He made everything shake, even the walls.
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