Friday, July 11, 2008

I've never written you a poem
[but you're often in my thoughts]

And a song so often drifts to my lips
[that you will probably never hear]

I don't know what to say to you
[but the words are on the tip of my tongue]

And my smile wants to escape and touch yours
[wants to dance across your face]

1 comment:

  1. AnonymousJuly 11, 2008 at 3:20 AM

    It's too bad she will never hear your songs. They are so delightful. And always remember, STRANGER DANGER LOL. Good night, my friend.

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