Fill my goblet with lasting love,
And allow it to overflow...
We've spoken our last words
It still seems like theres more to say...
Let me begin to love you
As the world turns...
July 8th
Once was a ordinary day...
An acrostic poem is that of which each line is...
xxx...
Searching for the where abouts, of that one love
praying that you find it, with help from above...
Like the sun, that comes up over the tree's
and the wind, as it blows a gentle breeze...
Promise me you'll catch me if ever I should fall
Promise me you'll be there if i call...
When you look into my blue eyes
I can see the burning passion...
Near the riverbed I stood before you
the wind blowing through my long blond hair...
Sitting on a rock
The wind blowing in my hair...
If ever there is a time,
When there is someone you need...