Robert Standish
Romance
Love is a time machine,
allowing a second chance means
you can step back in time with experience
Tiny Grain Of...
Equality
Cast Your Sto...
Choices
Integrity
Guidance
Voice
Authors Own S...
Tiny Hands
Fear Voice
When I woke up last morning, When I woke up last morning,
Blue skies, And a desolate place... Blue skies, And a desolate place...
A Face that glows like the morning sun, Bewitches the sights of everyone.... A Face that glows like the morning sun, Bewitches the sights of everyone....
Silence is the best sound that only to nurture... Silence is the best sound that only to nurture...
And the passion of holding me tight in your arms. And the passion of holding me tight in your arms.
I always admire, To peep into his pure heart... I always admire, To peep into his pure heart...
Under the open sky as we both lie, Under the open sky as we both lie,
Vowing solemnly in the name of eternity always and forever. Vowing solemnly in the name of eternity always and forever.
I muse on your gait ... I muse on your gait ...
Like the lone spotted dove sheltering behind the lampshade. Like the lone spotted dove sheltering behind the lampshade.
A Decaf on my table I try to gather my wandering mind A Decaf on my table I try to gather my wandering mind
Lived our childhood days as carefree as we could. Lived our childhood days as carefree as we could.
I met my life partner, my life was not the same again. I met my life partner, my life was not the same again.
Bees hovering around the lovely flowers... Bees hovering around the lovely flowers...
Is there a book of rules, Granting the gift of poetry to only those who are slain by love? Is there a book of rules, Granting the gift of poetry to only those who are sla...
Blindness is an unfortunate handicap but true vision does not require the eyes. Blindness is an unfortunate handicap but true vision does not require the eyes.
I see the sand flee, run, hurry, I see the sand flee, run, hurry,
Lust is that tag that defines love. Lust is that tag that defines love.
Some days I feel as if I am his broken piece of earth. Some days I feel as if I am his broken piece of earth.
As the wind flows swiftly The yellow leaf gently touch As the wind flows swiftly The yellow leaf gently touch
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