Worthy thou art of glowing praise - in all the...
so humbly I ode - an emotive rhyming bode...
Promises...
If I could bring you back
With words of compressed air...
Your heart is an organ-
playing a melody of your kind-nature...
I know you struggle sleeping
So I'm blowing you a kiss...
I liked to blame others
Because we aren't supposed to be the villain in...
The quiet beauty
of trees laden with snowfall...
Ask me to be silent
and I will...
I've seen the back of your head
enough to know the shape of someone...
Art is born within the mesmerizing circles
of your dark eyes...
Somehow we survive
bombshells coming at us...
I still believe in love,
somehow...