

we love.
with our hearts would do. out to thee.
for the sake of our hearts sleeping together, not our bodies. and they will untangle themselves as we hold each other, like the dream i had lastnight, it'll be like find a place for us in the fields of love. we touched, as one more night
hearts from brooklyn.
shattered...glass, hearts, peanuts, and even jell-o.
choco milk mends aching snowboard hearts.
Flannel is the way to a Yooper's heart.
However, heavy hearts are no way to start it.
My favorite month has arrived, hoping to use it as a catalyst for the rest of the year.
There is a direct correlation between my happiness and the amount of fresh snow on the ground.
broken eyes, broken fingers, broken hearts.
if i was in a fishing competition for girls i would use godiva chocolate for bait.
it's like chipmunks and daffodils.
we. we filled our lives with glee, no matter what it may be. i once wrote a poem about love, and how it spreads from sea to sea. maybe tonight i'll write a poem, about you being all i see. we never got to sit down for tea, but hot apple cider once, and our hearts were set free. i may not be feeling good, but i learned from you to me. in terms of completely, you and your smiles are lovely.
clocks tick faster than we can count. years go buy faster than we can see. looking around we don't feel the years whisping away. but they do right under our nose. there's dignity in time. things prevail. the lookback time of reminscing. looking over the belchony and dreaming before moving to another stage of life. the belchony of love and the heavens. there's a storm happening over there. it's full of your homes, where your pictures grow, and hearts strengthen. raining down is peace, little wet droplets, before they hit they spring into white doves. bring in the wind. bring in the clouds. bring in that rain. survive this storm. cut through the heat. you're in bliss walking to eternity. wet, cold, and shivering, nothing holds back this smile. bring on the storm.
shoes in the alley, flying down to cali, we're lacing them up, all before they corrupt...you, rocking this side of swing, catching a ride in my benz gullwing, not enough to scuff this soul i'm sliding, burning coal and our minds colliding, sipping this summer breeze, kissing my hummers knees, dancing with the devil, prancing hearts on an anvil, lush and tall crushing your all, can you handle that, or do you tattle on that cat, talking into my pillow, walking beneath old willow, a tree for your blessing and a fee for you caressing, you're peddling in my direction, heading for my connection, down to the earth, frown twice upon your birth, stand above my grave hand along my brave...heart as a start to the rest of the world, like a pest all but curled in the foot of your bed, it feels like soot spewing from your head, the weight of lead, the wait of time, rolled into luscious rhymes, cold like the story you tell, and lies you sell, you're meeting your fiance, cheating on beyonce, speak on that, leak on that, you've got nothing now, the louvre's got something now, art became of your death, tasting tart and mary beth, she says it's criminal, he says it's original, sam that is, knowing absurd, blowing the word, across the table, a moss of fables, sitting at your chair, knitting your hair, fibs rest on your lips, ribs rest on your hips, here in cali, beer in the alley, empty shoes singing your hidden blues.