Rain is falling down Thunders crashing all around Nevertheless Don’t stress Turn the lights down low
The lonely wolf cries When she is all alone Howling at the moon Her moans echo in the night sky And she weeps
No patience To wait beside The wishing well run dry No pennies to drop Till the rain
Early morning cricket orchestra Resounding In the summer air Open fields What lies out there
Chaos chemistry In dreamy eyes Only true love exists The rest lies Lies told
My main squeeze Saturday afternoon Weekday bruises Never gone too soon Over yonder
Flames burning higher and higher The skies on fire Blue bullets rip Before I can kiss her goodbye The mermaids swim through
Moonrise and Sunsets in New hues Beaches awash with New blues
Black leather Doused with sun tan crisco She’s dancing the funky San Fran Disco Oozing sweat
Broader concepts of the new day Half risen sun on the horizon Bright is the bay Beneath the glowing stratosphere Clarity, warmth
Jumped through the hulahoop The hole in zero The whole of the hole whole Now Hair and bones
God whispering in a seashell Beside the wishing well Beneath the skies Where seagulls dwell The forces of nature
My dearest I have seen you in my dreams Could you be loved Allow me to introduce you To the love deep inside of me
In the middle of the night Spooked scared I’m full of fright By the night owls Lonely wolves
In the old neighborhood Ms Martha owns an old stone home The grandest made of granite and s… Tall white pillars Long wide windows and