At First |
When they look in your direction
Your thoughts melt away
You ache for them
Their voice feels like fingertips up the back of your neck
The day seems lighter at just the thought of them
To say their na...
Posted by on Sun, 01 Jul 2007 17:25:00 GMT |
Remember the sun |
A whisper of sorrowburning time yearning tears & nbsp; & nbsp; ...
Posted by on Mon, 07 May 2007 10:49:00 GMT |
The Muse |
Where has my muse gone?
doesn't come around much anymore
use to take the form of almost anything
Where are you hiding?
In the depth of dark skies, spying behind clouds
In the branches of winter's empt...
Posted by on Fri, 04 May 2007 09:07:00 GMT |
My Voice |
I don't think I'll fight for you today
I think I'll fight for myself
before I fade away
the sun reaches me through the clouds
and optimisim grows
when the sun hides it's face, my courage may disappear...
Posted by on Wed, 25 Apr 2007 10:38:00 GMT |
