She speaks with intangible smiles
So I sit and stay a while
In a world framed between fingertips
Cupped like drink against dry lips
Tomorrow's to intoxicating to ponder.
It isn't illegal to wander memory lane
But sometime the nights are crystal clear
Against the lounge room window pane
I can't help but stray to where
Dreams don't tear assunder.
Thursday, February 28, 2008
Fatherhood
I am carrying the torch you Handed me Not handed. Placed Carefully This is sacred space. Was the carrying so heavy for you as well? Were yo...
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It must have been love That sort of thing Can't be mistaken For a lesser set of feelings It has a special hat And makes you welcome at p...
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She shares the blame For Adam's fall So secure, attractive Brilliant in a certain view The essence of Enlightenment I see her raise her ...
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I’m tired I’m tired of my heart giving out Whenever it gives in That things being the same Never makes a difference Of looking forwards to s...
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