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.
Overwhelming and revealing
this amazing feeling,
this ache I crave, this desire,<
I'd give all I have to stay yours,
for you are everything I adore.
You open up th
The sunshine appears to be brighter.
My heart feels a bit lighter.
Since all my steps are audience of my past,
a past damasked by relevant joys, pain, growt
This is your time
to no longer be who you were,
to rise from the embers,
The best kinds of people are warm and kind.
They are always there and they never mind.
I know so little about you,
But I'm falling in love with you.
I have been since t
The wind whistles past my ears.
Closing my eyes, I lose all my fears.
The waves c
You have a gentle heart and a caring soul.
You use affectionate words to extol.
Y
There once was this girl.
She had the most beautiful face.
Her eyes shone like di
