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A woman's love is like the sun on a summer day At dawn she is cool and coy with flirtation At noon passon so intense she blends her..

Light dims shadows hide in silence game of life -- my life it's ending near do not cry for me please wipe your tears Think of me -- as wind..

From within my image dwells a stranger no matter how much I seek I cease to be Shouting, my name echoes in the absence and I am frieghtened ..

Lord God created man on the sixth day from slime of the earth named him Adam From him, God created woman to serve -- make him happy man should..

Outside night's rain hearing drops ski down roof down drain Its melody a down hill racer on the gain Both have a goal The racer his exub..

Relax with music as it massages the inner fibers of our brain. Permitting us to drift to the edge of fantasy where there are no shadows of yeste..

Every now and then your words reach me I come from darkness observe what used to be You and I living our dream waltzing in love -- Every n..

If the day comes that I shall write no more not able to canvas visual fantasies of my soul. On that day! I shall be ousted as an arttist to exis..

To sleep in the streets in -- on cardboard boxes wearing tattered clothing -- worn out shoes yesterday's dirt groung in flesh Let's no forget t..

Roads once trraveled far and near by people in bus, truck and car. Now lay near idle Alas all because there is NO GAS