Thursday, December 30, 2010

A Thousand Ravens' Heart

A thousand black ravens
Dead on the dirt

Crimson wings
Glowing blue eyes

The ravens they form
The shape of a heart

Apple

What is an apple
A fruit without juice

No an apple is
A heart without blood

Kiana

The sun is so dull
When she smiles

Stars seem so close
Cause she's a dream

So beautiful she is
A dream girl for me

An angel that shines
Brighter than

The North Star
And the Southern Cross

I love her so much
She is all mine