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Eyes deep and beautiful More so than a clear nights sky
With the crescent moon
Casting a warm, soft glow over the earth As warm and soft as are your lips And with an almost equivalent beauty The earth, from space Appears attempting to return such radiance Failing though, with only few bright spots
Most of the surface smudged in darkness Try, as I am, I still fall short I'm trying to shine like my moon Both inside and out Still lonely spots Both inside and out


Sweet PeachSweet PeachSweet Peach
Peach, that scent you wear But peach is much more than that At least, it is when I think of you Like a peach, your blushing cheeks And as a peach, your kiss so sweet Your skin is soft, much like this fruit And as a peach pit, your firm belief
you believe in the God that made this world As well as the peach, and you, and me


Music Is My LifeMusic Is My LifeMusic Is My Life
To speak Is but to utter a sound To chant
Is said sound in rhythm To shout
Is sound in volume To sing
Is sound, pitch changing Voice dependent Sound has meaning Sound creates words which comunicate relevance Words then, to chant Often as poems do Poetry with notes Thus becoming music
Music from a voice Beauty is music Your voice is beauty Voice, Beauty, Music Your voice is music Music is your soul


Unfinished Love SongUnfinished Love SongUnfinished Love Song
She speaks my name An angel chorus, her voice I see her face Verse one, perfect Verse two, her touch Too sweet to be true
Chorus two, slight change My voice, her name Our lips meet, short Flawless bridge to verse three
Where our lives lay
Intertwined for eternity
One last chorus Now two given names
This time by a pastor
Verse four
Unwritten, well see where it leads
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