here i sit, thinking of only you,
wondering what is to become of us.
understanding all of what you are,
hoping to slowly gain your trust.
my heart aches for you, and also i yearn,
i want to understand you,
that everything that makes you, you.
your unique and special qualities amaze me,
your smile, ever so warm.
your mind, ever so thoughtful.
your voice, ever so angelic.
your eyes, ever so stunning.
your hair, ever so beautiful.
and definately, your ability to cheer me up
when you see me down.
my feelings for you goes beyond words.

and at first it didnt seem real,
and that taught me a lesson,
in doubting what i feel,
it seemed i dreamed you into life,
and the reason for my stare.
the bluest sky,
the deepest ocean,
dont even compare.

you're so special in every single way,
and thoughts of you run through my head
every hour of the day.
i hope that you will understand,
just how much of this i feel,
i want to be your guiding hand,
for all that you're going through.

these are not words of pleasement,
but magic from my heart, to you.

we're all someone else's firework, and they are ours, but sadly not all are for you to have, neither for us to have.

we were so full of life, charisma and character,
but it was what we were so desperately wanted
that brought us towards our end,
destroying everything we were.
that my friend, was,
love.

long and luscious,
burning fire
slow and slick,
sweet desire.

in love and passion,
in depths within,
light and flicker,
a seductive sin.

rock and rolls, the dope i cant live without.
Its the estacsy that excites me, 'headbang'.
its the mother of all music, aint it?
Sweet Home Alabama, a Sweet Child O everything,
a music for the harshest of gods.
maybe thats why they have 'horns', scream
and go real high,
well its rock and roll, aint it?
so lets Shoot to Thrill, women and music,
liquior and bros, on the Highway to Hell,
rocking non stop, oh it Shook me all night long.