You are the only song that I want to hear, A beautiful melody throughout my atmosphere, Your voice fills the darkness, its echo inspiring, The tune that I hear is perfect, inviting.
As the shadows draw back and I see your face, I’m all dressed in white with a veil made of lace. The music starts playing; the bells start to ring, As I walk down the aisle, I can hear my heart sing, The song that it sings, is one filled with love, For the man that’s before me, he was sent from above.
The minutes pass by, as I stand by your side, Your smile is loving, full of joy, full of pride, My heart starts to rage, as you’d lean close to me, Leaving me breathless for the whole world to see.
Your kiss leaves me speechless with nothing to say, So I’d kiss you back, day after day. Lost in the moment, when you pull me near, I’ll stay close by your side, I’ve got nothing to fear.
"Your mind is the most logical choice, but your heart is the most honest decision" ~Diana CoatesSince I was a young girl, writing has always been one of my greatest passions. Every word of a poem, a book, a lyric all had great meaning. Every line said ment something a bit deeper. If you have ever sat beside a lake alone in twiglight you can catch a glimpse of serenity and tranquility. That...is when your mind is clear and your heart speaks for itself. That is where all my writing comes from.
Staples were traveling on the epiderm, thanking the wounds. The dust, the eternal ugliness were growling. Riveting drama: a royal swanking for a macabre heist. A bizarre charisma overtakes the cozy lips. I was green, and I was a cloud
My adorable academic sanctuary, My big citadel of intellectual prowess, where ignorance is consigned to an ossuary for the once inherent and nagging backwardness. Any who treads your academic trajectory is numbered with the doyen of enlightened ones. Your young
The toppled gravestones, I still count the heads. I will go with your swan song, the bond erupts. You were always sitting under the bougainvillea, waiting for the swallow. The next door summer arrives; Why did you say, it was