Inventing comes and the world is singing I reach for love but it is gone I see the mind of a poor man screaming oh sweet is the love that is never born come here my darling and taste wine feel me
Swaying with the wind a cup passion lives in my soul and the gold of age lets me swim take me to the palace you save for the wander of used to be love me any way you can for I am lonely and in need of thee
Soft the wining of the engine as it takes me from heart to the brink of free oh please allow me your comfort and then let me float with you in eternity
Come in the moon light of youth and take me to the passion of the sea hold all that I can be in your sweet memory then lets waltz to used to be
Willing fingers guide to living taking every thing I have for free and my heart is there for the giving for now there is only what is left of you and me
Clouds of life pick the vision and the night sky lets the wisdom float in the sea
we are the wish of your passion and in the bless there is only you for me
come now in the earnest of a day that was born to see only stars will know that we parted for heart like ours should never be
hear me cry to the cool wind see me dance on the waters edge take me to your liven let me sleep in your warm bed
every daydream fills my essence every heart beat leads me home only you can consume my passion take me from this lonely home
Last of love is left in the vision of a time when all was free we float like angels you are the last of my memory
whiskey sweet and the wine it leaves me to path meant for truth and in the age of a dying spirit I still find room for you
After losing her boyfriend in a accident, Alecia believe she's been seeing him. But that can't possibly be? When Brayden reveals himself, or his soul, he asks her of a favor. But when that favor leads to her revealing feelings for her dead boyfriends
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Love Tinka
Outstanding rhythm and imagery... "Room For You" sings all the
way to its closing lines. I kept this reader fully entertained
and learning.
"Room For You" is a page that enriches The American Fine Letters.
I have enjoyed reading this poem.
I salute You, Poet!
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU