so i can not... die...
so I cannot give up hope
of living for you
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so i can not... die...
so I cannot give up hope
of living for you
of living for you,
I breathed for two, and exhaled
twice the C02
twice the C02
is enough to kill a man
d'u know this woman?
d'u know this woman?
to me, she is quite irksem
yet as close as kin
yet as close as kin
she resembles my sister
looks like a dryad!
looks like a dryad
the woodlands glow green for her
the flowers submit
...
looks like a dryad
with an air of debonnair
sawing at my nerves
edit: gues I was a little late.
thats no problem, learnt :)
the flowers submit
and a fragrance fills my lungs
extravagantly
sawing at my nerves
is a fear, cutting through them
extravagantly
the flowers submitQuote:
Originally Posted by symphony
to the will of the gardener
be it spring or fall
Be it spring or fall,
the leaves are spectacular,
nature is gorgeous
be it spring or fall
my hands are always in dirt
the richness of life
nature is gorgeous
the richness of life it has
refreshes the heart
the richness of life
lies not in pelf or power
but in love and peace
refreshes the heart
is every day you have loved
Love, child, please love
Love, child, pl-ease love
love is not a game of kids
come and learn from me
love child please love
hold my heart within your hands
drop it, then catch it
drop it, then catch it
baby, learn to play the game
spin. swing and bounce it
spin, swing, and bounce it;
learn to read the flying tread
of toys lost to dark.
of toys lost to dark
remind me of golden moon's
scattered brilliant rays
scattered brilliant rays--
from a puff, then a shaft, formed
stellar nurseries
...
Stellar Nurseries
So clean as Jane and Micheal
With Mary Poppins
Quote:
Originally Posted by symphony
stellar nurseries
lounged in the expansive sky
radiate with light
With Mary Poppins
Jennifer and John Hopkins
danced all the pumpkins
danced all the pumpkins
with glee and abandonment
on this All Saints Eve
on this All Saints Eve
I see sinners all around
saints gone to see god
saints gone to see god
the ghosts and gobblins run wild
at least till sunrise
at least till sunrise
lock the vagabonds in cage
so we all can sleep
so we all can sleep
we dance all day until dark
then the moon comes out
then the moon comes out,
tranforming man into wolf--
silver bullets, Sir?
silver bullets, Sir?
Brutus deserves some better
than base metal shots
than base metal shots
i can only imagine
there must be better
there must be better
worlds than our universe
yet to be explored
yet to be explored
the pages of all these books
discoveries wait
discoveries wait
in womb of the mother earth
to reveal themselves
to reveal themselves
prematurely might create
confused responses
confused responses
is all one expects in love
order in chaos
order in chaos
repeated patterns appear
nature's mazes solved
nature's mazes solved
what is left is a plain sheet
of banal pleasure
of banal pleasure
shall we partake joyfully?
as days pass quiet
as days pass quiet
the bird of love flies across
roaring clouds and rain