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My gypsy heart has been left broken
Even if the evening sky still opened
Would you be there waiting for me?
A nomad man, so wild and free Waiting is the hardest part, you cannot love like a roaming lark who cannot fly and cannot flow cannot stay, has to go.
I will often search the sky and find a sweet memory of me and you
When you see the moon and Venus I hope you remember me too
Come home is all you could say
Maybe tomorrow or another day
When I am sure and certain
Of no more tears or hurtin’
Much Love 💜 Much Life
I remember the laughter of youth from long ago Wrapped in the arms of family…
Years of stumbling, falling down Failure depleted on dirty ground Longing, needing a better way…
The days were stretched extended to last, long into the morrow beyond green eye clasp…
Torn and tatteredRipped into shredsMountains so steepvalleys of deadCracks in walkwayspartings of sandLeading to something…
Open your eyes my love, my friend Somethings are eternal and will never end Across…
This Light Of the Ocean, Emerald Aqua Marine Shining so bright, calming indeed Opening eyes,…