A blank paper and a pen
Imaginations is the state of zen...
Powerless
By Mark Spencer...
I lost my voice after you had left me my love
Now I’m writing a letter to be sent by...
Ever so closely
I need you to hold me...
Looking at the moon from far away
Dreaming of your home, where we lay...
Where angels; do dare to fly in dark.
The sky is like summers were there is a lark...
I love your emerald green eyes.
Hypnotizing me you are wise...
A love is mine, and to her it goes.
In such great times my heart was stole...
Lay my life before my love;
What distance cannot separate...
I can't help but smiling while thinking about our...
September 18, 2011...
Fading away in black.
There was no turning back...
A love like ours can never fade,
can never be lost in the shadows of the shade...