(2014)
Give me love O you, as sacred heart Are hard to trust. Plunge my bones With humor
Give me A guitar With No strings, Mouth me
The sound-cloud with a silence act… White soft smoke with a bright Foamy art, The sound-cloud travels with light And circles in an area,
One will fail to believe, if not Seen or perceived, what solemnly; Another heart had muster Precariously, for intent or brief A talent titled grief.
You are beautiful Regardless of what Beauty means.
O God no Not this song again Not this same old melody Which bores me like forever On the road, pub, shops
The beautiful frame hung on the wa… With dust and dark paintings i rec… O, bring a white wipe So i can clean off the sadness bef… The teardrops of the picture in th…
How deep Can love Swim Or How
Writing is like drugs You will never stop wanting more Or trying so hard to see how high…
All beautiful things are made at n… the moon summons the stars to play… Jazz sounds better when it is play… The ocean streams louder and majes… At night fire burns proudly and vi…
If I could sleep in my dream; Gazing lightly with my brow for a… When the snowy candles begins to w… I would sleep in peace for million… Knowing my sight will become blue…
When you light up My dreams brightens When you smile and pause My heart pause a beat When you cry
Don’t fret As long as you are still breathing My words will never be short of br…
forever or never will thy bar crow… Or thy bell rung with town crier a… Nay, even if the tune or the bell… Covered in a well attacks?, no hum… Or slip into the well will be dece…
Most of them Lives here But as a Visitor I Lecture them