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Doing Fine


Face in the moonlight got my heart in the clouds
I'm living for your whispers I hear them so loud
my love was on empty my heart felt the tug
so much to give you when a hearts full of love.

Can't answer the phone so I just sit in my chair
stare out the window at the shadows lurking there
looking for faces that remind me of you
painting a picture with all shades of blue

Wish you were with me when we went to the beach
sat on the sand and felt so much out of reach
wished I could shout your name to the sea
have the waves send you back by my side next to me.

So I see your face in the moonlight on everyone that goes by
I hear your whipsers so clearly in the sounds of a sigh
Your cologne brings back memories of warm hugs in the night
if your memories are like mine your heart feels the fight.

You say it will be okay and we will be together in the end
but for now this is our life and the bests round the bend
I find missing you seems to take up alot of my time
but just want you to know that I'm doing fine.






Love Is


Loves like an ocean,
of immeasureable depth
hiding its secrets
under dark stormy skies
crashing then ebbing
swirling and churning
till evening time comes
and calm soothes the yearning.


Loves like a desert
cruel to the weak
no shade to hide
you bake in the glare
can't lay down to rest
escape you must find
the heat slowly subsides
just barely in time.


Loves like a mountain
steep you climb ever on
hoping for breath
enough to carry you along
the paths are so narrow
they twist and they turn
but if you can just keep climbing
loves echo may return.


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