Till the sun rose

Shes prefect like a diamond in the sky
Only one fault lies behind those perfect eyes
A wilted rose she is
Broken and protected with thorns dull but piercing to the heart
Blank paper fills her books
Flattened petals caress the pages with a gentle horror
Filling them with life and color; beauty and deception
Making the moon shine bright in the sky
As you look deep into thyne eyes
From fairest creatures we desire increase,
That thereby beauty's rose might never die.
A ludicrous little dream that worms its way deep into our deepest desires
You crave her like the hunter craves the hunted
The wind that whistles through her hair
Sweet nothingness fills the air
Holding onto the stem as it impinges through your skin
Infecting your blood like wildfire
Spreading through your body
Sending pain and agony to the farthest corners of your mind.
Blinding you , creating a poison, a evil, a secret delight
You are bereft of reason, why not indulge in this esoteric being
My words fly up, my thoughts remain below: Words without thoughts lead to untold places and unsaid histories
Faith placing footsteps in place for us to follow
Picking roses along the way

unfinished

He's the foot ball player , who's playn' her heart
She's the ball up in the air, there if he wants
In his arms one minuet then across the field
Take a chance, Make a run for it

Blue skies and Butterflys
Tea cups and Cherry pie
Stained Dresses in a line
Mistakes that are all mine
Two people in a field
Hand in Hand they are one
Hearts beating like a drum
Music ringing in the air
Hour by Hour it all becomes clear
Decorate the Christmas tree
Paint a picture of perfection
A stare that could last a eternity
A life that will be forever changed

Do you ever wonder what to do, when others are less involved then you?
When you start a plan, for a spectacular dance
And you are more devoted then the others, but cant seem to shake them off the planning?

Do you ever wonder why, there are a thousand stars, way up in the sky?
Do you ever wonder why, light turns to dark? and day turns to night?
Do you ever just sit here and wonder
About the things that make our world
Do you ever wonder why?
Do you ever stop and look at the detail?
Do you ever "stop and smell the roses?"
Do you ever stop rushing right on by
All the beauty and wonder thats right outside
Take a second even a minuet and just look
Your parents say its rude to stare, but this is a exception
for a exceptional sight.


Discovery Channel - I Love the World commercial

I love the mountains
I love the clear blue skies
I love big bridges
I love when great whites fly
I love the whole world
And all its sights and sounds
Boom-dee-ah-da, boom-dee-ah-da
Boom-dee-ah-da, boom-dee-ah-da
I love the oceans
I love real dirty things [Mike Rowe]
I love to go fast
I love Egyptian kings
I love the whole world
And all its craziness
Boom-dee-ah-da, boom-dee-ah-da
Boom-dee-ah-da, boom-dee-ah-da [Richard Machowicz]
I love tornadoes [Joshua Wurman]
I love arachnids [Bear Grylls]
I love hot magma
I love the giant squids
I love the whole world
It's such a brilliant place
Boom-dee-ah-da, boom-dee-ah-da [Jamie Hyneman and Adam Savage]
Boom-dee-ah-da, boom-dee-ah-da [Stephen Hawking]
Boom-dee-ah-da, boom-dee-ah-da
Boom-dee-ah-da, boom-dee-ah-da
Boom-dee-ah-da, boom-dee-ah-da
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