I am speechless
when I look
from the perfect angle
My eyes adore
not the flowers…but you
Beautiful with adoration
and romance
Roses the path,
steps lead to your heart
my soul speaks with you
look again do you see me
First the sea, the beautiful sea~in your eyes
Second, depth~love~soul~beauty
It is your blue eyes
I cannot see the flower
just you
Adore
Sometimes I questions things~this is not one of them
come. . .Autumn I always remember. . .
I do
Wake me with roses
the smell of coffee
warm kiss
gentle smile
the knowing
reminding me
who I am
to you
lest I forget
and not wake
Wake me with roses
Night, cast me gently into morning
I had barely time to close my eyes
Restless thoughts arrest my mind
I am quiet as I wait for relief
Barely morning yet still
The night hangs over
Night cast me gently into morning
There’s a missing fence
across that pond
if you keep going
way beyond is where
I first kissed him
oh yes I did
A smile I’m not mistaken
I really wasn’t fakin’
it tasted sweet as honey
which suits me fine
Oh those lazy days
how they whisper
in the haze
and I wonder
where he went
because he’s gone
Oh I can surely
tell you
He was really
quite a fella
oh ya!
Let me take you down
the backroads of my mind
Sometimes being that bridge isn’t easy
The day I realized I am your bridge
was the day
I soared . . .like wings on Eagles
Ezra said, “Aunt Micki would you tell Mom we don’t wear high heels to train hunt,
are you going to let her go dressed like that?”
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