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  Apr 2015 those bygone years
Chris
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Hand in hand we watch
as sleepy waves yawning
neath amethyst skies
follow lemonade moonbeams
in rhythmic motions
and hypnotic sighs
on a sandcastle shoreline
of reflections floating
silently on the tide
as we fall in love
*one more time
Sweet dreams
You laugh
I laugh louder
You smile
I smile larger
You cry
I cry longer
I always think, I'm feeling so much more

But when you said
You're more yourself
When you're with me
I realized
That you're Love Is
equivalent with me
Oh
well hello again.
I thought you were the one
who's love would never end.

It seems you want me back,
it seems you want me again.

I should be over
I should be done.
And now I realize
you are just a waste of time.
Hi guys. It's such a busy week at school. I hope that May will go by fast.
When I look at the moon
In the night,
I realize we're looking at the same light.

The stars fill up the sky,
but they are never as bright as your eyes.

I sit by my window
thinking of you,
but I know
I'm never on your mind.

I hope when you look
at the moon,
We will see it together,
and you'll think of me.
Sorry for not posting. It's been a busy week and I am having a hard time writing.
  Apr 2015 those bygone years
Chris
.

I watched the sun melt,
dripping from the skies

Becoming all these tears,
*falling from my eyes
  Apr 2015 those bygone years
Chris
.

Walk with me, this path does lead us
Curved and twisted thru the fields
Tempting is the destination
And the secrets it may yield

Around the bend an entrance beckons
Long before the skies turn grey
Shrouded by the lost horizon
Wishing us to come and play

Golden grasses form the boundary
Step between the flowing lines
Quickly now the leaves are blowing
Listen as the wind it whines

Nestled in a frame like forest
Set amongst the view we see
Love awaits our storm chased folly
Calling out to you and me

Fade the darkness from your vision
Follow me to where I roam
Needless now to brave the weather
*For we have found our way back home
  Apr 2015 those bygone years
Chris
.


The wind, it gusts upon my face
Across my lips the breeze does trace
In images I can’t replace
The perfect love of you

The rain, is wet upon my skin
So precious as it does begin
Bringing to my mind again
The perfect love of you

The sun, now bright within my eyes
Aglow across these April skies
Once again I realize
The perfect love of you

The moon, does shine this springtime night
Sending forth its wondrous light
Floating me in pristine flight
The perfect love of you

For everyday these sights I see
Affection formed of destiny
Whispered thoughts for only me
*The perfect love of you
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