द्वारा ~The-Journalist
he sings to her
and my heart
twitches.
i almost wish
that it's me
that he'd sing to.
a voice like honey,
a mind like a labyrinth
a smile like flame and ice.
red-haired devil,
आप have stolen my heart
and i'm not asking for it back.
ah, ye of the Wildean wit,
and of the double-edged tongue,
your psalms are recited द्वारा me each day.
आप play god and the devil each दिन with my mind,
your works teasing my ears.
but he will never know me.
and each day,
my soul becomes less hopeful.
but oh, if he could only hear my words,
'twould be enough for me
and my soul
could live gracefully.
द्वारा ~AtlanaCullen
Dear Danny,
I never write stuff for just anyone.
But आप deserve it.
With every letter I type.
With every word I read.
I hope one दिन आप will see.
How much your संगीत means to me.
Everyone else may listen to what they please.
As long as I have your संगीत my mind is at ease.
So thank you, my dear friend.
For being who आप are.
And making Music.
Thats just too good to be considered art.
Fore it is much और to me.
So here it is.
All I have ever really wanted to say.
Thank आप for singing,
and that I will be a प्रशंसक till the end.
