Life is like a bridge
When support's more important...

Sometimes the moon will speak to me
Just as you do with words...

Trying to be calm
When all emotions run wild...

Black and white Gazette
So often still adds colour...

The grandfather clock
Its rhythm never silent...

I sometimes think of our love
Resembles a long street...

I wonder how we might all define love
With the feelings our emotions describe...

No ripples in the water
Reflecting just like glass...

Her beautiful blue eyes glow with the moon
And reflect all her universe within...

Greed will over fill
Carelessness will over spill...

Autumn leaves that gently fall
And caught in blades of grass...

I found a thread from what I wear
And now I am in quite despair...