I just deleted a lot of poems because, well, they were crap. I may rewrite them, but the road's got to take me there. I'm following my thoughts now, my heart, not the rhyme. My name is Katie, welcome to my world. |
And I'm on the beach of the ocean in your eyes
The tide pulls me under your memories...
If I were a woodpecker,
I'd wear down my beak...
What are you like?
You're so incomparable...
It's an ombre dawn
Pink lipstick kisses a still horizon...
If I were tall enough,
In my rearview mirror...
If I were tall enough,
In my rearview mirror...
It's an ombre dawn
Pink lipstick kisses a still horizon...
What are you like?
You're so incomparable...
If I were a woodpecker,
I'd wear down my beak...
And I'm on the beach of the ocean in your eyes
The tide pulls me under your memories...
I know you live in a different world than I do, but if you asked I would live there, too. |
You're a rock in my shoe, not a feather in my wings. |
Life's a river. It can never just stay still or the same. |