Friday, 12 March 2010

Your Song.

Your song is beginning to play,
It’s lingering a bit inside my head today

Yours is the only song I ever want to hear,
I wish today could last for a year

Heavy beats and a muffled drum,
A pretty guitar that you strum

I sometimes wish I could sing in tune,
Just to whisper along with you

I’d stay awake so I could play,
We’d play until the break of day

Sometimes a song is all I need
To fill my heart with love and greed

I’d walk hand in hand through sound with you
Away with the tune, your song and you.

1 comment:

  1. A care to share SI prolonging equality
    In itself And yourself proximity
    And IT has its rewards of enhancement
    AS prolonging organisms inplayment.

    You are always Andrew's first port of call AS I And he loves and smiles with your words and character and returns again sumtimes unheard. You know Andrew will remember absolutely everything of his own being and all of ours. We are all ice age chieftains who will protect our tribe with our lives! Love Andrew. You are so very beautiful in all the ways we like! Take protective care. Bye.

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