Part I
The poet in me
Woke up
This fine morning
As she called my name.........
Oh lord!
Why aren't mornings
Always the same...................
Part II
Woke up
This fine morning
As she called my name.........
Oh lord!
Why aren't mornings
Always the same...................
Part II
One man's destiny
Attached to another...
Feather by feather...
Makes me fly....
This endless joy
Of you being you
And you being the one...
Whats so special
That drives me insane......
Takes me away
From things so mundane.....
Why isn't everyone
Sooooo like you
Why ain't the sky
Always blue................
1 comment:
...hmmm
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