now that the baby is gone;
i saw your true colors,
& it’s not what i wanted
Tag: Music
Promises
your hand reached for mine;
fingers danced like petals on a breezy day
up my arm down my forearm it’s all part of your charm.
hayley
misery isn’t a buisness
just a yard sale
homeless boy
with all these roaming thoughts
running wild in a field of pollen
towards a wishing well
singing simple as…
the well joined in at the chorus
and it’s simple ass that
return
just waiting
by an ajar window,
listening to the flute player two floors up,
for a sign.
now;
it’s been two weeks
and the flute player is gone
window is closed and i found my lost muse.
friendship level one oh two
keeping the battle going
from an open window
thinking about that flute player and their return.
on your love)
docile disguises
drifting in the clouds;
some days i’ll rest this pen,
like eyeballs on a pillow,
n’ let the words come
from writing on a wall
subconscious love
existing on an edge made of paper planes
flying(
strange creature/_
between us and
her
just a little space
we can feel it
all
our bodies and yours
we can hear your heart beatin’
through us
nothin’ but star dust
paint on a brush
our universe
make a mold of your hand
on ours
little love can
go real
far.
countdown
we ring in this new time
all i want is to love
love everything
love everything harder
everyday.
to remember
that is what matters,
let’s sing
let’s dance
let’s let the world around
dissapear
She’s the One
trapped in my head, she has the key
what i’d do, to be free from me
feels like a dream- a hidden scheme
but back to you, baby, a center piece
follow me, through hall after hallway doors
honestly, feel like i’ve been here before
probably, see you again in my dreams
an ever-everything-bring me tranquility
ability to let me breathe-free from these diamond nights
sight for sore eyes, sunrise
Saint's Muse 