Hawks say no Jones in I don’t want x wife Lost love Fading into
angel mermaid lost at sea one day she will be back visiting the sailors’ dreams she was beautiful
In the distance Dogs bark In an instance As trees weave in the breeze Casting long creeping shadows
Veiled dark skies Sullen damp forests’ Foggy breath sans sunlight
My rusty convertible In her daze gleamed of a scorchiin… Whilst by the rain she suffered Her oily paint slowly she shed Now she lies within the gates
Rock star dreams Reality tv Magic limelight silvery screens red carpets
The moon glows Upon my mind Alone is the pain of yesterday —I let her go The twilights glow
Jestures of love And light Lights of Twilight Moonlit nights
Liquid Soul Liquid soul oozes thru The blues man’s tunes His Raspy bellowing voice Reverberating
Upon the mountaintop In my efforts —to reach the heavens —To touch the skies God listens
Oil leaks and elbow grease Men at work Tuesdays through the week Thursday eve comes Birthing of Fridays oblique
God whispering in a seashell Beside the wishing well Beneath the skies Where seagulls dwell The forces of nature
Bad mouths Bad words Sick of them Ridicule Nah
Once alive yet never dead Children’s spring summertime laugh… In the air and skies overhead Omnipresent love Sunshine and breezes
Perfection Cheap Broken sunglasses Always So true Aint it as factual