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.
You know the thing... right?
The thing that makes you feel good
The thing that ma
You have a gentle heart and a caring soul.
You use affectionate words to extol.
Y
What is love?
Love is a dangerous thing,
But once you find the one,
It al
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
His underwear is hanging on the lamp.
Hi
Fumbling, stumbling,
around in the dark.
Fighting, igniting,
flames from
Friendship is like life.
It goes away,
And comes again.
Fr
My love for you is uncontrollable.
My feelings for you are unstoppable.
Can't go
Didn't want a battle,
Yet you declared war,
Each knock you gave me made me strong
My heart literally hurts.
My chest is in pain.
Life without you
Will neve
It's the touch that gives you comfort.
It's the touch that makes you feel.
It's s
