and just before..
the sand blew away..
what was lying here..
somewhat forgotten
and in a bit of disarray..
my heart goes out to thee..
I pray that you see..
sweet sweet Puffy..
my everyday girl..
and nocturnal thrill
seeking to touch
and go beyond..
that the wishes
of the blind to see..
and the lame to walk..
and so I'm impressing
thee..come take my hand..
as I walk you into
the promised land..
where manna falls
to the ground..
and angels crack
open the sand
and bringeth water..
and there is no sin..
only laughter..
and old age is
but a dream
yet to be discovered..
your my world..
with love..
ricky..
By Rick Weber
January 20, 2012
copywritten
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
