listen to the server, who
clasping the teapot,
tells us revelations
of those who live, who divorce
and warm the ***.

Because the world is round
the wind is high
And the sky is blue
I cry

I miss the days
where our final kisses
were to bid each other goodnight,
not good bye.

I am watching a honey bee
Entering hearts of flowers
Searching for a heart which can offer her love  honey.

A star always burns.
Even if it takes years to.
Nothing lasts forever.

Little words,
little thoughts
Nothing
of great import.
Not
life changing
or even life, rearranging.
Just a
whisper
in my ear.
Makes the
moment
far les drear
Gives me
comfort
Clears
the mind.
Lets me know  
we are one,
standing together,
creating life,
a forever
Just begun.
All the
little words
will run together, become a hum,
like bees in
a hive
we have a goal
making
sweet honey,
staying
alive.
Little words
Will let us thrive

I am looking for you
seems like
I am looking through you
where did you go?