Jack of Hearts
01-13-2011, 12:58 AM
Funny how it comes and goes;
the love, good times and then the writing.
Ourselves, canyons of reddened glows
and through us flows a river winding.
Rapid love, break the rocks
and smiles, may we drift in plenty
and flood our paper with our pen,
bring the words to taste of sweetest honey.
But funny, how it comes and goes...
You and I agree on that
up all night dealin' cards
and flickin' played ones at a hat.
the love, good times and then the writing.
Ourselves, canyons of reddened glows
and through us flows a river winding.
Rapid love, break the rocks
and smiles, may we drift in plenty
and flood our paper with our pen,
bring the words to taste of sweetest honey.
But funny, how it comes and goes...
You and I agree on that
up all night dealin' cards
and flickin' played ones at a hat.