iF you'vE neVer donE iT...dO iT! |
a dream story whispered secret across the dark danced off mornings color feel gold long after light leap shadows with you how time wanders the warm evening spirit see moon hear wind a sky perfect from my love
A storm Leave me cold Mother less Through summer Hour day week Strange chill Thousand deep breathe Fall relent You rain Why go throw a child Yet not for this year She shall ever tell
"101" You are almost my philosophy After all when in bed I can learn Naked friend of lecture Study a mind full at night Must cram slow Skip food Drink my tuition Borrow coffee No scholarship Life could fail our paper From better we know High with talk Never make research more true than this |