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.
Don't look for the flaws as you go through life;
And even when you find them,
It's getting cold and I'm getting lonely
Wishing someone would sit down and hold me
Fumbling, stumbling,
around in the dark.
Fighting, igniting,
flames from
have you ever had a kiss
that took you on a bliss
and left you with shaking knees
Overwhelming and revealing
this amazing feeling,
this ache I crave, this desire,<
My love for you is like the raging sea,
So powerful and deep it will forever be.
Memories are life's special moments
Borrowed from the passing of time.
Ghosts
The winds are wild
The lightning strikes
The thunder booms
The storm is c
The touch of your hand,
The smell of your hair,
The naughtiness in your smile,
When we were born with no possession.
The love received was our concession.
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