kiss away my pain softly please all i can ask for is that you don’t hate my dismay because somehow someway after yesterday when you kissed me i got the rush that i once felt in the dizzy of our laughter and this morning it hasn’t gone away
Archangel Patpàpa ruddy mine sigh.. I'll be seeing you. ~~~~~~~~ Our old rddbba song. In all the old familiar places That this heart of mine embraces All day and through In that small cafe The park across the way The children's carousel The chestnut trees The wishing well taking in your daily coin twenty years? true love how not to adore you.
I'll be seeing you darling In every lovely summer's day In everything that's light and gay I'll always think of you that way I'll find you in the morning sun And when the night is new I'll be looking at the moon But I'll be seeing you
But I'll be seeing you you "youme, meyou" my sweetest dearest love. ~~~~~~~ In Hollywood by Billy Holiday For Karijinbba. 74-95-05/2020. revised 06-16-20
Ill be seeing you.precious beloved because you were always back after each storm fell as gaps opened up you loved me so thank you.. your patient spirit soul is God like it healed my ink silences. my thought processes.your own thinking modes restored me and I keep breathing connected in disconnection.
Is there somebody who can watch you? I know that this is my job But recently i can barely manage to take care of myself I can't be in this house anymore So i’ll only stop by to do my laundry I know i'm supposed to love you And when i'm around you know i’ve got you Is there somebody who can love you?
It never mattered how many secrets i uncovered from you My view of you never changed Even in a room full of useless teenagers Too busy laughing among themselves to realize the tv has turned off or Under starry skies when you and me shared the secrets of the universe You’re the only one who could figure my heart out
How was i to know that your concern wasn’t on the romantics? How was i to know you live more in your head than here?
In your mind there must be a line between what we do And what counts as cheating Your mind circles around this While mine fantasizes about the idea of holding your hand No matter how close we get It stops before it fills your definition But love i think we’ve already done all the wrong we can Why not go further She’s got a boyfriend anyways
Hidden in street corners Dark alleys Backseats of cars It’s a shame your parents don’t know what you get up to You make me smell like chocolate Which is a flavor i’ve never really admired And even mixed in with your smoke rings I still feel the desire to quit You or it I don't really care at this point
Your favorite color is green This has nothing to do with the color of the grass Or the color of your favorite socks Instead it wraps itself around your inability to be happy until you’ve spent your money on fake company Planting seeds in your brain of all the ways your life could be better with New clothes New girls New drinks Manipulated so heavily that you cannot even consider pulling yourself out of this loop You’re too focused on all the other things you could get up to