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.
Ever since
I laid eyes on you,
I knew for a fact
This was a dream come tr
Don't look for the flaws as you go through life;
And even when you find them,
I called you late last night
because I needed a friend.
But you, of course, didn'
Time doesn’t heal wounds
to make you forget.
It doesn’
I believe that love is loyalty.
It will always have your back.
It will bravely st
The Terrifying Thing About Love
It is a terrifying thing
to watch love
walk in your direction
when you be
I love your eyes and your soft sighs.
I love your inner beauty, too.
I love the w
When our eyes met
for the very first time,
I knew it was you
to clear my
No one truly knows or understands;
You have my heart in your hands.
My love is wh
Memories are life's special moments
Borrowed from the passing of time.
Ghosts
