| Love Songs I want to buy a guitar and manipulate the strings so as to create beautiful songs of how it feels to lie on my side with you behind and feel your hands on my heart. I want to make you songs of how you look in the mornings -my favorite- with green green green eyes, crushed-up lips red and nimble. I'd sing out at bars or on the suburban sidewalk, tell the tree how every time we kiss, I feel the elation of every moment we've spent together. I want to strum along humming your laugh into the night. I'd write lonesome songs: "You're so far away across roads without end. The hours seem long away until I see you, but I will kiss you then, make happy my heart. make copletely glad my whole self to see you." If I could buy a guitar... |