An equivocal curiosity-
titillates a euphoric sensation...
Four small letters,
forming one word...
Hand in hand with summer rays
The ice spins frozen dew...
Skype is where true love is
My heart in quite a toil...
There once was a lonely black widow spider......
always looking for somewhere to hide...
You Are My Bouquet...
We were not born in a storm.
There were no heavy-browed...
----------------All Of Me ( Trois-par-Huit)
----------------------Patterns change...
There's just something about you
Just seeing you makes my day...
Because of you I know I'll survive
And our hearts and soul collide...
I see your face
The wonder of it all...
If I knew it would be the last time
That I'd see you before I sleep...