I met an Australian man last night. Today this was forwarded to my facebook account. How he found me is completely beyond me. All he knew was my first name. That’s it. I could be freaked out- instead… quite flattered. It doesn’t take much.
Immortolised
Waking up a coffee cup a newspaper unread
I had the sweetest dream last night and shes still in my bed
Wrapped up in the tangled sheets
an angel next to me
sometimes loves like loves the breeze that blows where it blows I suppose
sometimes love blooms for a day like my sweet lovely rose
glass of wine she was writing lines in a diary
I had to be a character a page in her story
wrapped up in the words she said
the angel left with me
sometimes loves like loves the breeze that blows where it blows I suppose
sometimes love blooms for a day like my sweet lovely rose
she had to go where I dont know
but we had a moment in time
but just for a day I can say she was mine
