Parry's Place

Untittled #4

by on Dec.17, 2005, under lyrics

Late last nite i couldn’t sleep
had her face in my mind
going round like an incesant beat
so pure, so true, so kind

My thoughts carressing her
My deeds remebering her
my eyes seeing her
my mind catching her

so pure like a snow white dove
crying out for her mate
i wait for
my one true love


Leave a Reply