Love songs are salubrious evermore
For they are sung with lover’s gratitude
Synchronized by the loves natural flute
In the midst of hearts romantic dispute
With the love’s verse swayed by refute
For the segregation of two hearts dirge
And the union of their two hearts as one
love can be so difficult to write about but you know how to write them effortlessly ... to express love in such a well constructed, economical poem is indeed a feat!
South Baltimore serves as the backdrop for this gripping story of three brothers leading very different lives but joined forever by the secrets of a painful family past.
A homonymless man writes shows what it's like to look up the laid he skirts when you’re lying prone(d) to the sidewalk, beer / joint / needle dangling from your hand /lips / arm.
Great write my friend
William
Gary
Would love to hear you sing such a "lovesong"...in harmony with your crying ghitaar!!
Wow!! I can actually hear it...lol!!
Happy New Ywer Bhuwan
Jim.