Writing is a way to cleanse my soul..it gives wings to me when life is all set to clip them. When the little tiny wires inside of this little sphere called my head fire up and make all sorts of funny noises, I know it is time to let go of a little steam. Hopefully, this blog will help me rekindle what was me and mine. Keep reading or not, I write for myself alone these days. :)
02/01/2007
Smile
There is that faint music that I can hear
While I try to sleep it spies into my ear
Whatever it says I dont even care to know
Because all I can think of rite now is you
Whatever time that I have in this limit
In its entirety to you I want to commit
When I can be with you I shall hold you
When I cannot I shall have Deja vu
Somewhere in my mind you shall always find
Thoughts of you and me flying in the wind
After now again in my life's december
I think you know what I will remember
These memories will be all I have you see
So why dont they be of you smiling at me
If there is somereason that hinders your joy
Just tell me what it is and it I shall destroy
Consider this an ernest request
For you to smile at me my princess
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