When you close your eyes What does your mind surmise? When you dream where do you play ? Are the rivers warm Or cold from a storm
By Lisa Ferris5 years ago in Poets
When you call I will run Thru the pouring rain Or the heated sun I will find you No matter where you go Where the trees subside
Soul searching Many many rooms What i am looking for Maybe lost for many many moons Pieces of me Scattered around I know i must pick them up
