Homer's telling her
What's between the south and north...
I left you,
upon a day...
The poetry inside me wont let me be.
I write words upon words, about you and me...
Little kitty lost and alone
wonders how he got so far from home...
How may I describe your sweetness?
My tree that bears all dens and nests...
I've known you for so long
You are a friend of mine...
Whenever you see
young child...
That lie leaks out of your lips
Those three words that come out...
There were rose pedals laying before me in a...
Instead of a heart inside me was a box that read...
Happy is a strange thing.
I try to be "happy"...
There's no reason to feel that way,
'cause I can take the pain away...
There's something that has yet been said
Those three words that I've eagerly want to utter...