On a guitar of time, he played pleasant tunes,
the rhymes of his life were sung by the moon.
Always keep moving, he never looked behind,
stepped to the beat tunes played in his mind.
Many wise words he sang, so lovely the sound,
composed with chords that kept peace around.
I sometimes get visions and with them shivers,
as I think of the legend that traveled this river.
I wish it were true, that he wrote such a song,
when the world heard it, we'd all sing along.
Last night at dinner we had some fish,
and though I tried, I did not finish.
My m
We knew love had no space.
No choice, but to force it into
tight space. We handle
I told you I loved you.
You didn't hesitate to say it back.
You held me in your a
Relationships are like lemons,
sour but sometimes sweet,
a kiss is like a cherry,
You bring the sunshine to my rain.
You give me love when I feel pain.
Time is like the wind,
Slow and smooth.
Time can change swiftly,
Fast and
why is it when I look in your eyes,
I see the love burning inside me.
why is it w
Since all my steps are audience of my past,
a past damasked by relevant joys, pain, growt
The Nightmare Before Christmas
Big, fat Santa bounded through my halls;
He made everything shake, even the walls.
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It was a day in the life
Full of sadness and strife.
You never thought you'd make
