And these eyes they have seen a lot, and these eyes they have seen visions of happy times, and times best forgot, and these eyes have cried countless tears, and these eyes have seen countless fears, and these eyes have sparkled countless happy times, and these eyes have seen countless horrors best forgot, and these…
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And I
And I, I see, the whole of me, but you, you judge me and you do not use your brain wisely, and I do not say that lightly, I do not say that lightly, and it bothers me, that you could be so ignorant and uneducated, and you do not listen or understand as clearly…
Ancient heart
Ancient heart, wise eyes. Wrinkles here and there but no surprise, ancient heart all laughter and smiles, sat in a rocking chair upon a porch in the sun. A happy face, a memorable one, and as we pass the vision of her happiness, over the rest of the day it continues to linger on, and…
Ancient castle
Ancient castle upon the hill amidst the fog, I look at you and you seem to have weathered it all, I look at you and you do not look like you are about to fall, and I wish I had the strength of you, I wish I had the strength of you, but I do…
An empty glass
A clown standing, a clown wearing around his waist the Earth, an empty glass, a broken heart, a wave of the hand, a dismissive art, a heartbroken face. A mime artist. A tragedy that you cannot quite place, until he pulls his problems as if from out of his heart, the problems of the world…
An empty bowl
An empty plate, a breakfast that could not wait, a full stomach, and huge amounts of energy, energy aplenty, and ready to go, to go to the coast, to the beach, and anywhere with blue sky and sunshine is fine with me, and with you, so, let's go, go, go, because time moves faster than…
An almost silent stream
An almost silent stream, cold, water flowing, water flowing gently, over rocks and carrying twigs and branches of trees, and leaves, and reflections in the water of happy faces, gazing into the water lovingly, oh, what majesty in the colours beneath, beneath the surface, the glorious colours of the rocks and the stones, and upon…
Amongst
I lay, amongst the memories, amongst the letters, amongst the photographs, on the bed, with clear memories, and also, hazy memories drifting through my head, yes, memories, memories of places been, and conversations with friends, and happy days and sad days, and blue skies and greys, and the beauties of the world, and the worlds…
Amongst the leaves
Amongst the leaves, we lay at the dawning of the day, where the sunshine plays, and the river it rolls away, and amongst the leaves you hold me in your arms, and you fill me with your charms, and you kiss me so tenderly and gently, and the seconds and the minutes and the hours,…
Amongst the flowers
Amongst the flowers, amongst the flowers in the grass, under the bluest of skies, under the sun, as the breeze does pass, I have my memories, I have my memories of you, and I remember you, I remember you dancing here with me, in our youth amongst the flowers in the grass, yes, I remember…
