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.
If you take me,
Take me for who I am.
If you love me,
Accept me with all
In our one short year together,
A love's grown deep within my heart
For such a ce
Friends come and go
and love grows, grows, and grows
True friends are trees with
This passionate morning
I wake up with
Your feminine body
With your seduc
Friends indeed,
Together we will succeed.
Our dreams will come true,
Fore
You have a gentle heart and a caring soul.
You use affectionate words to extol.
Y
The best kinds of people are warm and kind.
They are always there and they never mind.
Missing A Friend When I'm Locked Up
Another month has come,
But you're still so far away.
You're always in my heart
I am fighting a battle of loneliness and disrespect
My pain with relations has reached it
There once was this girl.
She had the most beautiful face.
Her eyes shone like di
