I was standing under the Starry Sky, admiring the Sparkling Stars. Kept winking at the Silvery Moon and blowing Kisses to the Shooting Stars. I kept wishing upon the Wind, hoping that My Wishes led to U. The Night, was cold and lonely and My Heart, was missing U. Life is made up of Night and Day and I chose for Me the Dark. Hoping Lightning Bolts and Thunder. Would ignite your passions to Spark. Loneliness often turns bitter. When it's left alone for too Long. It hangs it's Hands around U, playing the Lyrics of a sadful Song.
Astilleros De Veracruz Independence street. ~~~~~~~ The summer sun went down on our love long ago But in my heart I feel the same old after glow A love so beautiful in every way we let it slip away I was too young to understand to ever know and comprehend. You my Adam and me your Eve owned our treasure, buried in paradise by a stream; all lost upon a hillside stump. where the road bent in. There I've read between the lines your love was written not in any shifting sand but in heart. The Earth's sand doons account for the measure of my sorrow for our loss. Recovering that memory chip saved my life averting neverending pain an upside down cross. A love so beautiful a love so free A love for you and me And when I think of you I fall in love still again as every good man is taken. A love so beautiful in every way. Your love now transfers to my new love finding me adrift in that dream. A love so beautiful it is written In poem, and in song. Seen in movies, operas and lullaby's to heal hearts strong. Stripping the mind of misery and pain as lost is found. A love so beautiful it's read sparkling as diamonds in shifting sands. A love so beautiful kept secret in our cave of wonders for lovers writing daily to one another where magic and true love abounds. A kind of love to everlast. ~~~~~~ By: Karijinbba Approved by Rdd and Michael Bolton in Hollyeood.
Laying on a deathbed in heaven, They said there was only happiness here, forever. Now all I wish for is My heart to stop, My lungs to empty, To breathe my last breath. So I just lay on my deathbed, Looking at the perfect, sparkling, sky.
Just a dystopian view on heaven, eternal life may not be the dream. People want to move on not necessarily live forever, and happiness would fade over time if you have everything you want.