Saturday, October 16, 2010

the outlaw poet begins echoing my heart.....

you massage my soul~with your words~love dances to life~like white doves~free in the wind~yes you are my poet~where my heart looked~and found where love begins~yes you are my rhyme~my only season~the love of mine~for all our time~~~~the outlaw poet




the seeds of love float everywhere~spreading forever through the air~you can hear children singing~playing in the park~while their friends are laughing~all day with out a care~~the seeds of love float everywhere~giving us all time to share~there are lovers hand in hand~walking in the rain~while old folks are taken back~when they were there......the outlaw poet

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