Living year after year in never ending fear
The hurt, the pain, forever in shame that your...
What a sight it would be to see a world filled...
to feel the joy of what it's like not only to...
Those tiny little numbers
Written all over your face...
I'm but a breath of air
A thought of memory...
Like the dandelions
Blowing in the wind...
The flow
Every year I appear to bring you joy, maybe a tear...
I am another kind of drum, beat me.
Floating about the back waters of this mind...
Why you think
You know better than I do...
Autumn rain
drumming my windows...
I love the rain
It's one of the things that helps stressed out...
Your aura lights the black bottom of the ocean,
fills the hungriest hearts, reflects the beauty...
A woman of beautiful mind is always surrounded by...
respect follows her wherever she goes...