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.
To me, you are an angel in disguise,
Full of intuition, intelligent and wise,
Alw
You say you're afraid of being alone.
You can't do a thing on your own.
You don't
If Four Is A Party So This Is A Parade
I have one too many personalities,
I don't know which one is me,
So if I'm nice a
It feels good to be in your arms,
to feel the warmth of your touch.
I love to loo
Since all my steps are audience of my past,
a past damasked by relevant joys, pain, growt
From the moment our eyes met,
My soul could never forget.
You handed me your numb
A bunch of flowers,
A homemade cake,
That special gift,
A birthday steak.
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
They come in waves,
my feelings for you.
And not pretty whitecaps
dancing
When I am looking into your eyes,
I see all the love you have for me.
I see in yo
