I don't think of kissing, much
Although you might not think it true...
You are as grand
As her petals of silk...
If i was that smile
Upon your face...
If i was a sparkle
In your eye...
Wonder where
These words will go...
You take two hearts
That is the bread...
If i was a flower
In your rose garden...
I miss the little things
I miss the good morning texts...
Why Do I Do The Things I Do
Why do I do the things I do...
He came out of nowhere
With a smile on his face...
What words can I relay to you my dear, that could...
My heart it beats in chaotic impressions to the...
Petal and stem are fleeting things;
They fade; they fall; and die away...