Quick! I need V-Day Help!
Don't know what ya have in mind, but let me see what I can do...
revised version follows...
What is it that dwells inside
My aching heart? Perhaps my pride
Compels me; takes my common sense
and holds my judgment in suspense
As you pull upon my heart
Each tender tug tears me apart
Why is it you can make me feel
My emptiness? Your warmth reveals
The icy soul, the chilly wall;
And once again, it shatters, falls
Why is it you come through for me?
So many places you could be
Do I deserve you? The answer's here...
As close to me as you are near
Why must I have to ask anew
This question when the answer's...you...
(And I thought drummin' was tough, bro'...I am NOT responsible for what follows next...)
keep the beat goin' ... Don't keep it to yourself!
Charlie
"If a man does not keep pace with his companions, perhaps it is because he hears a different drummer. Let him step to the music which he hears, however measured or far away." --Henry David Thoreau, "Walden," 1854
"There's a lot to be said for Time Honored tradition and value." --In memory of Frank "fiacovaz" Iacovazzi
"Maybe your drums can be beat, but you can't."--Jack Keck
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