newark

okay some more love stuff, I have some very angry sniper, shoot people from a 1000meters stufbut first this


Thoughts of you

As slow jazz plays on the radio
Sitting reading on the couch
In the candles soft flame
Listening to the gentle rain on the windows edge

When I head to bed
Kissing my pillow good night
And hold it ever so tight
In our half empty bed

Staring at the Stars
Under the moons full brightness
While the wind whispers your name
On a soft summers eve

Each and every time I toss and turn
Awaking in the middle of the night
Imaging your there with me
By the dawns early light

While I brush my teeth
As I walk to work
When I pass a child and see your eyes
Knowing I fought for you