ITS A WORK IN PROGRESS PEOPLE:)
From the moment I captured your attention...

Precious moments with the taste of your soft sweet...
Silly remarks that into your flirtatious manner...

What is this feeling that at this moment consumes...
Something like the way a broken ship is swallowed...

Desperate
Confused, tired heart is racing for a desperate...

Can you hear the gentle, whispering...
Dancing in the cold and hard august breeze...

I give up world, and this time I swear
Never again to try to fix things any where...

I looked at you on Saturday and I saw that very...
Sparkle in your eyes that from the start ignited...

There are moments lately when I see me
Being the desperate person I used to be...

My heart is aching with every breath
Desperately searching for peaceful rest...

Early hours of Morning haze
Times of dreaming distantly fades...

I have this friend who is mighty fine
Who is fun and crazy, the sporty kind...

I cannot believe how far I have come
And often wonder if you are the one...