Thank you for being you. |
I can see my life laying in front of me.
Each step, each chapter in itself a life...
I want to tell you everything,
everything that will make you mine...
If I could give you the sun
That warms this earth of ours...
I saw my heart,
In your hand as I watched...
What you look like doesn't matter to me,
but what you have shown, is everything to me...
I'll write this write one day.
when I write like I should write...
*I needed a break, some fresh air, and this...
Standing on the street corner...
I see you swimming there,
wonderful creature you are...
On that warm, sunny Sunday morning I can remember...
The utter shame in the tone, you'd done bad...
He wanted her touch,
he wanted to give her his...
Have you ever taken a look at a life, |
It is tragic that my last name means "lacking." |
Sticking feathers up your butt, does NOT make you a chicken. |