It's strange the things you remember
And the things you seem to forget.
It's a jamboree of all sorts,
A patchwork of joys and regrets.
You remember the days when you mess up,
The days when sadness brings tears,
But you forget all those small happy moments
When it's laughter that brings you to tears.
If only we could be happy forever,
To look forward, not think of the past,
Our lives would be full of elation,
With sadness a ghost of the past.
Memories are life's special moments
Borrowed from the passing of time.
Ghosts
We knew love had no space.
No choice, but to force it into
tight space. We handle
You bring the sunshine to my rain.
You give me love when I feel pain.
I'll be with you as long as you want me to,
Until the end of time.
The day I met
Take Me To The Center Of Your Soul
Take Me to the center of your soul
show me where you hide
lead me
Go With Grace
Each morning of this month
When you rise upon your bed,
May it be with renewed grace
To face the
This passionate morning
I wake up with
Your feminine body
With your seduc
I lay in my bed and think about you.
I love you so much' I don't know what to do.
We fight we struggle
We kick and scream
Please let us back in
And wake us
I have a heart and it's quite broken.
I read your words as if they were spoken.
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