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  • Writing Songs

    A melody comes to mind, now follow the words, something to remind, ours a heart holds words. ~ We always play along imagining a moment when two loves along a path we once meant. ~ Happy and soulful can be love Happy and soulful is our love We did enjoy that time recall Happy and…

  • Working On A Love Story

    It’s true I might have one, I heard about it on the radio, you know one of that, one and done love me rodeo. ~ See these two people can listen that’s exactly who they are  nothing more to hide behind when you know love just can’t get far. ~ They stood on the street…

  • Tears in My Eyes

    I have tears in my eyes so belaboring are my cries. Much of my fear a disconnect, why is this my life I select? ~ I wish I might bring her back, a spiritual mystique I lack. I wonder sometimes the life you lead how often with you would be my need. ~ I know…

  • If She Knew

    There in the wind lays definition, she called them changing winds. If we could recreate days of passion perhaps then love properly gleaned. ~ Yet days and hours of time forgotten, though symbolic reminders lay about we could in simple terms relive again. Beauty in circumstance beyond doubt. ~ Oh follow me on this our…

  • All These Voices

    Thoughtful serenades fill an empty room no one looking just the me and mine. He wonders if it is always such gloom or are we left without our favorite wine. ~ Seems the cadence of our party restrained by motive, by aspiration, by silent neglect. When race horses begin, know what is gained yet miss…

  • Spontaneity In Crisis

    Well it’s the tears really, come out of nowhere, set me in stone clearly don’t want to live there. ~ Watching a television show a melodramatic morning in any mundane episode I go tearing up and mourning. ~ Tearing up and mourning, haven’t any idea what it might mean, why it is this warning, get…

  • Serendipity Is Love

    Would that we might dance the night away When once out of reach, our love found its way If were to measure all the pain and suffering Could not surpass, such is beauty our yearning. ~ Perhaps it was alone, a quiet drum beat A solo venture that would evade defeat Perhaps it was alone,…

  • She Wanted My Path

    When first glance, our smiles filled the room we couldn’t believe it true so we held fast, didn’t want to let go just let things become, and the fires began, the winds couldn’t last. ~ I wonder sometimes if it could have rained sooner then the tears we now seem to know, if instead our…

  • The Fires We Burn

    I remember when I was a kid in the city thought I had somehow stemmed the fire that sense of an evident outlier mentality haunted my mind forever life on a wire. ~ I began to age with a sense of forgiveness for all those around me I might have hurt. The person I always…

  • I Wish You Could Hear Me

    Sometimes I try to find the right word it’s like picking stars out of the sky, I find myself wondering how absurd it is to constantly be asking why. ~ She told me the truth of how she felt I wouldn’t listen, she could only resist There’s a sweet smile makes me melt Instead of…

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