"A dream isn't something that lives in your head or heart,
it's something that's expressed by the actions moving
 in it's direction."

"Sweet whispers of your song permeate my being
as your soul glides through my existence, 
a wisp of hope lingers in my heart, 
that we may share, one more tomorrow."

"Little girls like little boys, 'cause little boys
 like to share their toys"

"A heart stripped bare lies waiting for cover,
needing  protection from an outspoken lover".

My heart lies waiting to hear your sigh,
in shear gratitude of it's existence.

If time doesn't fill this gap between us,
if time is not the way,
my hope would surly die,
at the passing of each day.

My nights will hold shadows of what might have been,
especially if leaving you is a sin.

Yesterdays belong to fools wasting
 time on their past sorrows,
the future is for those fools to
 waiting for their tomorrows.

Timeless expressions of what is to be,
lingers in glances you give to me.

Love doesn't mind what was said in haste yesterday,
in fact it listens very closely to what is said today.