Its when we started looking for - Our diffrences We lost the magical power Of true love And we scattered ourselves Apart from each other As a deck of cards Falling away from the hands Of an amateur magician
Took a break from work, Decide to write a poem And I thought of you... In blankets, LOoking for a song,
You're living in a fascinating world Where the languages are different But the people are selfish and Lost at sea Torn apart at the seams
The poem's page is torn into pieces The message is still on the phone As a text I have 12 minutes Before I take you to pieces Look at your ashes They all burn to seamless Floating on the breeze Dusty windows at the yellow dawn Of green day Of ******'s release
"Be a man," keep them out noisy Irishmen break the fight with Italian stilettos from the shop of the British. Irishmen you'll be done when we’re done with ya. But stay in your country.
Music makes me smile but so does real love. The thought you... him fills my mind. Because I love him. When you walk away because you need a break and the love still fills you up. That might be when you should know that he is a must. Finding that one that you can trust and talk with all day means so much. Some that are still waiting might wonder, what is taking their love so long. It is nice to have time with self, but time with you is even better. I think of the songs that come on and you and I can't wait until we are married and have cold weather. Yes, sometimes, I am corny but what is love without it? Your smile, loyalty an voice is a new beginning for me and my heart. Loving you is new, thinking of you is new and I can't wait to start my life over anew with you!