Dear Sweet Melody...
telling me
were it should be.
Seek and it could be
in me.....for me
By way of timed out watches that stop!
and hum slowly an whisper a sound holy.
a remembrance of warm glowing
the taste, the smell flowing......threw telephonic tones of love in flight soaring.
Above the night scoping, a laid and rested tear hoping....come rest in my opening.
Hide in my awakening under a warm sunlit window seal..quiet still!
Let us breath out natural breezes of honey and milk to grow harmony.....not on my
cold shivering ice blue chills of....head frozen down..and ice stabbing tears at my every step towards your, over my dark and distant trudge through pains of past of pains of when the last time I....
Dear sweet melody.....telling me where it should be, seek and it could be........in me, for me.....
by the way of timed out watches that stop!
and hum slowly, and whisper.....a sound holy is just
a remembrance....
of warm glowing! Figero|Baunchi.