long Amber hair royal eye the kind only blue knows
soft mellow beach thoughts only rolled off her vibes and splashed me warm and easy
sick but not cut down
A tree firm in the ground who had to watch her little apple grow a little bigger before she fell
cancer he said with tears streaming down his face like plastic squirt guns
he tried to put out the fire but his little plastic guns only melted in the heat
shes gone now burned away
yes gone sometimes stars really do burn out even though you cant really see it happen
i will always look up at night when i lay under the stars and see the dark blackness that consumes her place in the night sky and remember those beaches and that wonderful tree.