i remember back when you were
on the coast highway
living day day to day
breathing freedom like others breathing air
i remember thouse days seems so long ago now
i remember when we lay like lovers
under the quick stars summer moon
and i held all your dreams as you held all of mine
remember that you never once had a dark tale to tell
remember your laugh and how it danced on my heart like magic
woke in the morning to find you gone
but you were there on my mind
never forget the old place
never forgot the sea crashing
never to forget to the feel of the sand 'neath my feet
never forget your beautiful embrace
Categories:
thouse, angst, beautiful, beauty, i
Form: Free verse
back to all the yesterdays
back to the stack of love letters
written in night's sorrows
to all thouse lovers left behind
back to simple truth of it
back to the one true heart and the knowin
back to your beginnings
play the cards dealt
play like you love the game
even though its the hardest thing you've ever done
play like you believe that romance is a means to an end
that the heart can be brought and paid for
like your true heart can be one of them
cause they will hurt you if you stand apart
if you show your true nature
so play like you love the game
play the cards dealt
it will be in the moonlight
of some none too distant night
you will come upon another soul that sings
come upon another heart that breaths like you do
and you will know
see the truth in the lovin
that its more than some hearts game
that its more than some adventure in the sheets
you will know the hearts song
Categories:
thouse, beautiful, beauty, cry, i
Form: Ballad
kristen is a magazine girl
beautifully portrayed in the glossy pictures of fashion
wonderfully articulated on silver screen
down to earth girl with a wickedly beautiful presence
thouse green eyes are simply magical
in paris fashion lace she is delicious
but her beauty is best illustrated in t-shirt and jeans
down to earth girl full of life
she shines in spite of hollywood
standing beautiful in sunlight rather than limelight
dreamy poet and artist
weaving her hearts light into beautiful visions of ink
legendary magazine girl
kristen stewart is one of a kind
Categories:
thouse, america, tribute,
Form: Free verse
close to sunset and a chill wind starts
but the light that warms my soul comes from her eyes
enticed out of sleeping memory by
this falling shaft of sunlight in my backyard
as i rake some spilled leaves
a lifetimes of summers memories rushing back to greet
with their own legends their own grand tales
spirit flys like a summer bird
with open wonder at the beauties of a world below
in the clouds where nothing but sunlight can touch
these lifetimes of summers daydreams all bid fare thee well
and one by one lay back to dusty memory
closing eyes to dream once more
of thouse days in childhood
and that moment running out the front door
with the whole world to play in and a whole day to do it
that endless freedom and joy that childhood gave
my life with her is like that
its close to sunset
but the light which i endure by
comes from her heart
Categories:
thouse, autumn, love, miss you,
Form: Free verse
the way i see you smile
i put inside my head file
the look in your eyes
the beauty shows from deep inside
my mind is racing and
i cant stop pacing
i cant understand, i'm frightened
i'm tence and my jaw i tighten
the angel i knew, the lord has taken
my heart is aching.
the anger, the hate and the love
how can this feeling be understood
not even by the lord above
he took her our beautiful dove
angles like mine are pure in love
her mission completed, to her home she flies
watching and caring for thouse left behind
my angel is in heaven,with teared eyes i sigh
im glad i got to meet her on earth
for when i get to heaven
her face and presence will be well worth
angels in heaven were taken from earth
they come for a while to teach us to love
so when they have completed their
mission, the lord gives them their wings
so they can watch the miricle of love that through her
will forever go on..
Categories:
thouse, lossangel, angel,
Form: Rhyme