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.
I was given a smile the other day
From someone who passed me on their way.
I wasn
I have a heart and it's quite broken.
I read your words as if they were spoken.
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The winds are wild
The lightning strikes
The thunder booms
The storm is c
From the first lingering glance
Shared by a pair of prying hearts
To the last diz
You're the best thing to happen to me,
So let our love fly free.
You're my dream
Observing the stars,
You came into mind.
I thought about your love for me.
<We knew love had no space.
No choice, but to force it into
tight space. We handle
When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaningful walk,
My love for you is like the raging sea,
So powerful and deep it will forever be.
Young, carefree, innocent,
You sing, laugh, and dance,
Taking in all Gods' glory<
