She Thought I Couldn'T Write a Song Not About Dope, Death and Destruction

this was written strictly because she wanted to bet and i won! I WONDER IF ONE EVER FEELS HEAVY IN HEAVEN I will sing you to a star No matter how very far I will bring you to the sun No matter how slow or fast we run The skies will play you a rhapsody But I will write and arrange the melody A reverie will reveal itself within your amber eyes as angels sing harmony to your softened sighs I will take you with my song to peaceful universe And while we’re there I’ll write you another lovely verse This one will be about our love sanctified and so strong And we will reside there no matter how short or long I will tell the strings to play pianissimo if you please And you will giggle when a moonbeam tickles you to tease Your beauty will write the words and by I the music made But honey, we must hurry before that star begins to fade So let me play you a symphony with the silken strings of my heart And as we take flight we’ll hear the piano play its pertinent part I will conduct the orchestra as conductors always do And when I swear to sing you to a star sweetheart, believe that it’s all true © 2011.….Poefree I NEED MYLANTA, PEPTO BISMOL OR SOME SUCH TONIC TO STOP ME FROM PUKING AS A RESULT OF THIS POEM......BUT FIRST I'LL CAUSE MY BODY TO FEEL FINE UNTIL AFTER SHE PAYS OFF HER DEBT (& IT WASN'T MONEY HONEY) -------Poefree------