this is new to me,
your administering ways
drive with me on an open highway
never knowing what we'll find
"In the depths of every heart, there is a tomb and a dungeon, though the lights, the music, and revelry above may cause us to forget their existence, and the buried ones, or prisoners whom they hide. But sometimes, and oftenest at midnight, those dark receptacles are flung wide open. In an hour like this, when the mind has a passive sensibility, but no active strength; when the imagination is a mirror, imparting vividness to all ideas, without the power of selecting or controlling them; then pray that your griefs may slumber, and the brotherhood of remorse not break their chain." Nathaniel Hawthorne
she didn't find you by looking for love
so you better figure out a better way to lose her
Wednesday, July 14, 2010
Monday, July 5, 2010
Sunday, July 4, 2010
I don't understand it yet
how can you keep your heart set on freeze
while you set my soul on fire
every dream I believed
has now come down to just one question
while you set my soul on fire
every dream I believed
has now come down to just one question
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
heart and soul on the line
The smell of her perfume encompasses the air around me as she covers my eyes with her palms.
"Guess who?" she says. I turn around and her smile is all it takes.
He just stares at me, smirking; I guess I was a dead give away...we stand there in the midst of the chaos, starring at each other, its all we can do to keep from laughing-which is all we seem to do around each other anyways
I want to know everything about you.
"Guess who?" she says. I turn around and her smile is all it takes.
He just stares at me, smirking; I guess I was a dead give away...we stand there in the midst of the chaos, starring at each other, its all we can do to keep from laughing-which is all we seem to do around each other anyways
I want to know everything about you.
Friday, April 30, 2010
life in the spirit
all you have to do is sit there, in His presence
'preach the word of God, and sometimes use words'
I want the gift of laughter
to light up the world
'preach the word of God, and sometimes use words'
I want the gift of laughter
to light up the world
Saturday, April 17, 2010
I'm a bad boy, for breaking her heart
I picked her up in my 1995 chevy pick up, after her parents went to bed. We drove down every street in this little town and then moved on to the next. She was gorgeous, draped with Gods hand-painted beauty; 55 down 146 to the elementary school, down the long driveway, to the last parking spot on the left. Straight ahead on the dried up grass, looking into the woods i parked my truck. We lit up the nighttime sky, the windows rolled down, with silence as background music secluding us from the distant world. She stained the passenger seat with her sweet perfume, and stained my lips with the taste of innocence. Her long brown hair weaved in and out of my fingers and my hands grasped her soft skin. Her elegant stare focused into the deepness of my gaze and sent chills throughout my whole body. I could feel her melt into the saftey i gave her. She was a good girl and she loved me.
Wednesday, April 7, 2010
i hope you get your dream
lets stay up and talk all night
chain smoking your cigarettes
i know you'd like that
because i see beyond what you notice
your gaze is caught on me
and
you can't look away
but thats okay
im staring back anyways
this summer lets make it matter
alls fair in love an war?
if so many say it, i guess we can believe it
tell me your favorite song
and we'll sing to mine
your voice sounds terrible
as i'm sleeping under mrs. heynes pine tree
and your as wrapped up in the branches
as you are
in me
chain smoking your cigarettes
i know you'd like that
because i see beyond what you notice
your gaze is caught on me
and
you can't look away
but thats okay
im staring back anyways
this summer lets make it matter
alls fair in love an war?
if so many say it, i guess we can believe it
tell me your favorite song
and we'll sing to mine
your voice sounds terrible
as i'm sleeping under mrs. heynes pine tree
and your as wrapped up in the branches
as you are
in me
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