Simple Chords make me Smile. A piano solo or a violin alone in a concert hall. That's the attention my Love commands. There's no need to look down at the keys because everything I need to see is in your eyes. They guide me through the notes. They bounce with the rhythm. They walk me along the lines. You are my muse, I wouldn't be, without. Your all I see. So even when your not there, I'd play with my eyes closed. I do so only because I play my best...when I'm playing for you.
The cause for such uninhibited beauty lies within a strum of the chord, the stroke of a key, and the sound of your Voice.
My Interests
I'd like to meet:
"I'd give them the world if I could, but i can't. So I'll give them my all instead and we'd take the world together."
My Blog
Redemption
I'm not bitter or vulgar or callous. I'm only here to tell the truth. I apologize to her for the earlier post. And I'm ashamed now I even named her in it and displayed most irresponsibly the workings ... Posted by on Mon, 17 Aug 2009 09:10:00 GMT
