to lose what we have
holding yesterday's sunset
seen but soundless heard
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to lose what we have
holding yesterday's sunset
seen but soundless heard
seen but soundless heard
no robin will ever sing
the song once he sang
the song once he sang,
his voice, an angel crying,
brings tears to my eyes.
brings tears to my eyes
the thought of separation
from my dear love.
from my dear love
wishes tied with heart's ribbons
trailing behind me
trailing behind me
Are the memories of Love
Not accomplished
not accomplished tasks
huge differences between
efforts and actions
edit:
Constantly nagging
will just mean endless scowls from me.
oh well, need a spank?
Constantly nagging...
she no more seemed a woman
but a banishee
oh well, need a spank?
Oh, not a bad idea
go ahead cute hands
go ahead cute hands
weaving with tender touches
lacing dreams thereby
lacing dreams thereby,
spinning moonbeams, spider silk:
descend ninety-nine...
if you kept twirling,
twisting, pleading, and bending--
why do we need rules?