Wisdom
I raise my voice to whisper in your ear
I feel your body shudder
And you fill with thoughts racing as a million gears changing
We take one another into arm
I sprinkle your voice with calmness as the
Dawn approaches the sky
With my arm around you I feel glory and joy and like the sparrow
I could raise my arms and fly
I lay soft kisses onto your skin
And I say in voices charming you,
With you, my light could never dim
I could write another thousand words about your tender hymn
Your romantic eyes feel me over and I could be hypnotized again
The blue sorrow filled taste of thistle I realize,
As you move your foot closer to mine beneath the table
I feel your energy like blasting speckled waves of white light
And programmatic fade to everlasting life
Wisdom
I write to you in thought in love and in Zen
And dream of your everlasting impression upon my face and my mind and my pen
How could I have been so foolish to think I could never win?
When seagulls and vultures feasted at my lonely eyes and self-deceit
They took pity and remembered of my time and granted me self-release
I feel your body shudder
And you fill with thoughts racing as a million gears changing
We take one another into arm
I sprinkle your voice with calmness as the
Dawn approaches the sky
With my arm around you I feel glory and joy and like the sparrow
I could raise my arms and fly
I lay soft kisses onto your skin
And I say in voices charming you,
With you, my light could never dim
I could write another thousand words about your tender hymn
Your romantic eyes feel me over and I could be hypnotized again
The blue sorrow filled taste of thistle I realize,
As you move your foot closer to mine beneath the table
I feel your energy like blasting speckled waves of white light
And programmatic fade to everlasting life
Wisdom
I write to you in thought in love and in Zen
And dream of your everlasting impression upon my face and my mind and my pen
How could I have been so foolish to think I could never win?
When seagulls and vultures feasted at my lonely eyes and self-deceit
They took pity and remembered of my time and granted me self-release

