Sunday, 31 May 2009

Without YOU

Love... tell me,
Why do your candles light the
Your guitar keeps weeping in me ...

My Poems have been moved to SWEET POETRY
(C) Dulce Rosales '09

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This is the book you never read.
These are the words you never said.
This is the path you'll never tread.
These are the dreams you'll dream instead.
This is the joy that's seldom spread.
These are your tears.
The tears you shed.
This is your fear.
This is your dread.
These are the contents of your head
and this is what they represent
And this is how you feel.(Annie Lenox)

I'm sure that you did more than you could. Milord from heaven

Monday, June 22, 2009