Deep Thoughts

To Paper, I Romance

Like the wind blowing through the broken tree
Like the fisherman�s, net cast out to sea
I become caught in the treads of Tranquility

Like the soft touch of a lover
Like a gentle Shiver
Thoughts run through my mind
Become my forever

For those to understand
I reach out my hand
To Paper, I romance
With a Pencil, I dance...

Posted on Apr 17, 2004 by slipped_khan

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