morningtime girl
lovin kind
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i was given your face and your smile and your hair and you gave me love
this morning i woke up happy
i asked you to stay but you kept moving along i wanted you to play
i wanted to hold you
i pray that i will see you the same with all of of your wisdom
beauty and grace
the blessing of you passing by
the twisting curls of your paint
the one second of a dream that left me happy
just to see you again
this poem is for kim
this morning i woke up happy
i asked you to stay but you kept moving along i wanted you to play
i wanted to hold you
i pray that i will see you the same with all of of your wisdom
beauty and grace
the blessing of you passing by
the twisting curls of your paint
the one second of a dream that left me happy
just to see you again
this poem is for kim
thanks to everyone who can read what i write without having to say something mean
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instead of searching for something
i felt everything close to nothing
where words move like current
and sand through the toes
with the sun shining down
i lost every different type of frown
while i jacked up threes on my knees
and fought wars and never stopped believing
that one day soon i might see you again
i felt the rain fall
inside my heart the words erupted
inside my mind i knew i had it all
but i just let it all fly away
in the moments of symphony
i just sang along and wondered things
like who was sitting where
when the hand of god decided
that the angel would write on
As she slams the door in his drunken face
And now he stands outside
And all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
And his tears fall and burn the garden green
the messenger of god
why are we sorrounded by many
when all we need is love
why are we given opportunity
when all we need is love
why do i feel i have to choose
when all im given is love
why am i fighting
when all i have is love
why am i alone
when im blessed with a telephone
why is the future burning
when my dreams are filled with love
one love one life one need in the night
one love we get to share it
leaves you baby if you
dont care for it
well ive got a number and a heart attack
Just lovely, lovin kind! Especially "yesterday". Plus, I like how you incorporated some lines from U2 in the "love" poem there--they worked well.
No one needs a smile more than someone who fails to give one,
After you die...you know how to LIVE!