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I’m alone in the darkness, waiting for tiredness to release my soul, and take me to my book of dreams.
Flicking through the pages, I see you walk by, you lift your head,.I catch,a smile, lost in the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen.

We sit next to one another; we laugh, and talk, lost in the company of lovers and children as we find the sky within our reach.

Knowing you’re by my side, no dam can withhold my pride

In the darkness your hand slides over my body. Kisses like soft rain fall upon my skin, as my arms close around you, and pull you in.

I want to be there to dispel your fears, shelter you from the cold, kiss away the tears, hold you when you fall.

In my book of dreams there you be

Rose and a woman

A rose

as the rose bud need water o gown making its root grown strong as the rose bud growns the sun light gives it warmth as the water and the soil gives it the things it needs to grown

And as the rose grows up into a beautiful flower as everyone can see its beauty every day

The woman

As a little girl grows up into a woman

She finds a man

That many gives here the love that makes her heart warm inside

As the man gives her a warm hand and gental heart to here

Making her fall in love with him ,

Like the roots of a rose ,gives her the bond between him and her making the love bewten each other where no man or woman can pull apart

As the man gives here a gental kiss ,for no reason making here know she’s the one for him as the love of a man to his woman bonds the love making the dream come true and makes a life time spending the to together worth living for ,

When the man give his special woman that special kiss goodnight and tells the my love will never die for you .

As every day tell the next will never end



Your so special to me

If love was hiding in a bowl of cherries
Sweet and enticing, not like un-ripened berries
Could you pick it out, choose the one
Or would you fumble, unsure of some

How do you know where it could be?
If they were all plucked from a single tree
Would it be the one hiding, seeming shy?
Or the cherry that simply took your eye

Does hesitation make you unsure?
That love could hide if it was pure
Why wait, why not pick the fruit
What if its wrong, does not suit

Why choose, why not sample them all
Would you become the vain mans fool
What is the thought that holds you back?
You cannot sight feelings lying in the pack

Indecision will make it pass you on by
If the one that’s right you will not espy
Your heart, not eyes, will leave one in the bowl
For it is the one that shines, a radiant soul

For the answer is not the beauty of the skin
The outside tells you nothing of what lies within
True love can seem to hide in a single cherry
But beware, for the fruits of life are many

There will be no chains to shackle me.
I am like the blowing wind.
I can be a nice calm day.
Or a storm that is on its way.
But I will run free.
I come from the time of peace and love.
And you were old if you were thirty or above.
A time where innocence was mine.
A time where mountains were meant to be climbed.
No chains to shackle me.
No ties to bind me.
I will climb this mountain that I see.
I have learned from my life.
Where now age is just a number.
It made me stronger.
I am better now than when I was younger.
I will run free.
Face all the obstacles that are given to me.
There will be no mountain that is to high.
I will get by.

my love sails cross the room to embrace me
merrily
she looks at me with eyes of teary joy
constantly
she does what she wants to
she listens to me
she does what she needs to
nothing's too good for me

as I gaze upon her face divine I sigh
thankfully
ever float above the earth should I touch her
giddily
I do what I want to
I listen to her
I do what I need to
I give my all for her

we shall wander on our journey of adventure
hand in hand
and we'll carry paradise with each step forward
in our land
we do what we want to
we haven't any rules
we do what we need to
we shall never suffer fools

we'll always be together
we could never be without
our hearts glimmer as the stars
for we sing and dance and shout

I am very fond of birds, but to me,
the dawn chorus is a euphemism
for a loud cacophony of tweeting,
regardless of what species they might be.

I like art when it is skilful, but to me,
the Mona Lisa is a picture of
a woman who just sits there looking smug,
and holds but not a trace of mystery.

I love music when it’s good, but to me,
Imagine is as corny as can be.
The whiteness of John Lennon and that room
lend it absolutely no profundity.

It’s not that I am soulless, but to me,
it seems we see what we are told to see.

Life doesn’t really know time
When it’s time to be born
When it’s time to die
Life only knows how to live
When it’s time to thrive
When it’s time to survive
Love never knows when
When it will happen again
When it starts or ends
Love only know happiness
When it’s finally found
When you keep it around
Liberty is not a new idea
When we are free to choose
When we have nothing to lose
Liberty is what sets us free
When you can be you
When I can be me
Freedom will always ring
When you find your voice to sing
When you feel the peace it brings
Freedom is worth fighting for
When it’s time for peace
When it’s time for war
Truth doesn’t always get told
When it’s left in the cold
When it’s outside the fold
Truth only knows its source
When a thought makes it’s course
When gravity is held in force

Life, love, liberty, freedom, and truth
Is all the evidence you need for proof

No one to talk too but a lot on my mind
And if you are reading this
You may find it a waste of time

For I'm known as no one and there's a reason why
But no one ever wants to tell me
No they just pass me by

Average must be a secret word that no one wants to say
I have the same dreams as you
But I always have an average day

Fools were made for yesterday tomorrow was made for the wise
I'm too average to be in the way
No one to talk too and that came as no surprise

Seems like Pain,
Pain is my only friend,
Yeah, Me and Pain are lonely old friends,
I said "Hello, How are you?, How you been?",
When Pain came and seen me again,
See She's a Pain I'm still caught up in,
A Pain I don't think ever ends,
Maybe Baby made a hole I can't mend,
When pain came to see me,
Earlier this evening,
Pain came and seen me again...

So let me take the time to tell quite a tale
It’s a tale of a girl, a woman, a wonderful female
What makes her so awesome, is this what you ask?
Well let me reply after another shot of whiskey from thy flask

We can cover some basics, that should be a good start
first and foremost she is really and adorably smart
that’s too easy of an ice breaker is what you say?
what if I told you she usually ends up getting her way

one can kick, one can scream, and put up a fight
she can simply smile at you once and you’ll admit she was right
now she could be right, and she could be wrong
it typically doesn’t matter for she is mentally strong

are you not convinced yet? well upon further review
heres a few more traits, so listen closely from me to you
she can be cunning, vivacious, beautiful, and sweet
not to mention stunning, and the cutest lil pair of feet

she’s been through hell and back ,put thru a lot of misery
and with everything life has thrown at her she still claims victory
shes also imperfectly perfect, flawed like a typhoon
just think, even the prettiest of angels can sing out of tune

Wild and free, to be admired from afar
yet to be graced with her presence is quite the shooting star
for I wish I may and I wish I might
tell you the tale of this woman, to whom is always such a sight………………