My mirror is broken, or at least it seems to be,
for today I discovered an old man staring back at me.
The face I recognized,
But he had hair of gray, and there were wrinkles around the eyes.
I waved. I rubbed the mirror with my sleeve.
No matter what I tried, he simply wouldn't leave.
This can't be me, I thought. I am much more svelte.
Just look at the way the belly hangs over his belt!
I also thought it was very queer.
The hair stopped growing atop his head and was growing out of each ear!
Who was this imposter, and what is he doing there,
this man of age with silver in his hair?
Why is my mirror doing this to me?
Having this old man staring back at me?
I never knew love until I found you.
Always thought it was a myth until you showed me it
My love for you is uncontrollable.
My feelings for you are unstoppable.
Can't go
To Taste The Sweet Perfection Of Your Embrace
I have been lucky enough to feel your touch
You are my love and to me you mean so much
Is It To Late Or Is There Still Time?
If he is ready to date
I have no chance
I would already be too late
For t
To me, you are an angel in disguise,
Full of intuition, intelligent and wise,
Alw
Feels like a lifetime ago
that I loved like that.
Wanting more
and more a
Time is like the wind,
Slow and smooth.
Time can change swiftly,
Fast and
I am worthy. There is nothing
that can or will happen today that
could convince m
I Can Be Anything You Want And Need
I can be the silence
when the world around you
gets to be too loud.
After I knew the person you showed the world,
I searched for the person you are.
