No more be my words forlorn,
I'm done, dispose of them for me...
Nothing in the least regret
Somehow every piece is set...
Rolling through this life, soulless and lost
Finding you a blessing, a dream come true...
All day long all I think of is you
it makes me want to sing a song about us two...
It's a lil thing that we call love
that jus makes me feel like a dove...
The lover is never too far from freedom,
Unshackled rendezvous' to destinations of pure...
In response to Shelley's, "Music, When Soft...
Voices quieted, music no longer heard...
I sit here in somber silence
Hearing a ticking ticking tock...
My love for you ( Glosa Verse)
Many a night I stood at my window...
Lyrics and poems that never rhyme
Counting ways to pass the time...
Waltzing souls swirl together,
Within an eternal frame...
Regrets and shortcomings
Are all in the past...