Some areas long as hoses
You buy at a garden store.
Mine can be used to smell roses
From a couple of miles or more.
In case you haven't guessed it,
It's noses I'm talking about here,
And although I've never expressed it
As for mine, it's unique, I fear.
For handkerchiefs, it's rough.
It's hard to know what to do.
A small white cloth isn't enough,
So I use a bedsheet or two.
Perhaps I shouldn't be complaining.
Who knows where things went wrong?
Certainly, I should be abstaining
From sticking it where it doesn't belong
Leaves crackle and crunch beneath my feet
as l inhale the air that smells so sweet
<Who are you?
Where is the guy that I once knew?
Where did my friend go
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When I Die I Want Your Hands On My Eyes
When I die I want your hands on my eyes:
I want the light and the wheat of your beloved h
Not a day goes by
that I don't wish you knew how much I love you.
Not a day goes
I get this funny feeling way down deep inside.
My hands begin to shake whenever she walks
It wrecks me, that last moment
that played out so wrong.
Our hopeless eyes locked
It feels good to be in your arms,
to feel the warmth of your touch.
I love to loo
Fueling your faith
In what you've got within...
In your God-given gift,
I
You used me.
I thought you were the key,
But the truth is that you used me,
When your heart suddenly feels
light, excited, at ease.
When you feel like your h
