If we would to loose you , then you would have flowers and mist would fall from our eyes
YOU WOULD BE MISSED
DARLENE

And we are off to the races, another day where insults and pain try to get into your brain . But we will be strong from the demons and push them away so to be happy for another day ...

It’s a new day, full of life and fun . lonely again
for another night missing her by my side . The touch of her skin next to mine.
I am the man bringing his heart out on this hot
summers morn . It’s me again standing so tall waiting and wondering , day dreaming thats all ...
Could I be the one that makes your smile appear or is it a farce as she disappeared into the night . Toy’s and glitter  
From flat screen Tv’s to breakfast in bed , for chocolate ,gifts I bring to you pass it off and say goodnight .

With every word I have a vision of us holding hand and talking about tomorrows dreams and plans we made  . My actions and words to mention or to name a few , were short thoughtless , twisted and confused.
My Life could be easier but what fun is that .  We speak about  honesty and trust then  I  get up and run .
I tell you things straight from my heart I have changed and so have you . Our distance has become pain and pain I feel too.
The days go by faster  minute turn into weeks .  
We still say I love because its true .  We  both soul search for a way to make this work . Sweet lady after all these fine years I stand before you and know the time is near . What we had, has disappeared into the past . You say you will try once more I say I am getting better with my anger and  independence issues.  But also knowing that was then and my needs never changed . Your a lovely woman with a heart of gold .
The years go by and still wonder if she knows I still loved her.

Another lonely day turns to night with our face of stone from the hard day with a smile he came only to say some had it worse then you . The sun fades on our beach tonight but the sunburned skin still glows from our tourist ---- God bless their souls .
like it or hate it I just wrote that . (under construction )

You are a special woman, with a delightful smile, bags of riche are not her style. No one should ever try to alter her flight.
If our hearts meet and souls touch, then we will know this is right . .”YES”. Then we will have found true love .
Spread your wings of distinctive colors, “She is one of a kind”and makes my heart pound with fire. God made this beauty and slender this bright, not to be captured or imprisoned by man . 
 Her mate is caring and thoughtful . Am I right  to hold your hand and talk all thru the night "So fly my love" to the lands of forest of calm, and the glisten of the early springs dew over the ruffled leave and smell the nectar of flowers beginning their cycle of growth and hope . This is the land of "butterfly dreams"
Edward