Inside of me Thoughts of you grow inside of me Visions of you and what you do To me Pre-occupied in my mind with you Drifting away to images in my eyes Of you Mind gets shaking Head starts breaking Lips now chaffing Mouth not speaking My heart is aching For you Fantasies of you beside me close Dreaming and craving your presence With me Wishing and praying for your beauty To grace me with electric blue eyes Of love Body begins vibrating Chest tightens , racing Breathing rises , raging My heart is shaking From you Never ever go away Always and forever stay Be with me until the end of our days Infinity with you , for that I pray ©Schizology

Schizology

A place of opposite I dream of a place Where everyone is happy People are joyous and always dandy I dream of a world A world where nobody argues They all have respect and good values In another dimension A land where all are kind and caring Citizens get along and are always sharing Within that universe The ground is plush and very fertile Flowers and plants that grow colorful Beyond this planet Sits peaceful and calm conditions The atmosphere is great for civilians In another galaxy Both wildlife and marine life thrive A place only reachable in another life ©Schizology

Schizology

Gift of music Wherever I may go Away in the distance I hear the sweet sounds I feel it in an instant The rhythm of guitar The beating of drums Maybe a horn or two A bass that's strummed A singer that wails Or a mellow tone Together they all Put you in a zone Pianos and organs Violins and cellos Just a milk bottle It would still bellow At a huge concert Or at a small bar With the right sound People come from afar The various genres Oh there's so many Millions of songs I don't want to miss any Of all the things around Music is universal I don't know anyone That thinks it is dull Music may be a gift From a higher being To share amongst us And share a common feeling ©Schizology

Schizology

A bit of thought Are you thinking what I'm thinking We take a walk behind the shed We pretend we're home in bed Am I dreaming this or is it real You standing there so elegantly Your body is shaped eloquently Can you pinch me hard I ask This can't be what I'm seeing Your beauty has me believing It doesn't seem possible to do But singlehandedly you did it Made me confess my love bid ©Schizology

Schizology

Inside of me Thoughts of you grow inside of me Visions of you and what you do To me Pre-occupied in my mind with you Drifting away to images in my eyes Of you Mind gets shaking Head starts breaking Lips now chaffing Mouth not speaking My heart is aching For you Fantasies of you beside me close Dreaming and craving your presence With me Wishing and praying for your beauty To grace me with electric blue eyes Of love Body begins vibrating Chest tightens , racing Breathing rises , raging My heart is shaking From you Never ever go away Always and forever stay Be with me until the end of our days Infinity with you , for that I pray ©Schizology

Schizology

A place of opposite I dream of a place Where everyone is happy People are joyous and always dandy I dream of a world A world where nobody argues They all have respect and good values In another dimension A land where all are kind and caring Citizens get along and are always sharing Within that universe The ground is plush and very fertile Flowers and plants that grow colorful Beyond this planet Sits peaceful and calm conditions The atmosphere is great for civilians In another galaxy Both wildlife and marine life thrive A place only reachable in another life ©Schizology

Schizology

Gift of music Wherever I may go Away in the distance I hear the sweet sounds I feel it in an instant The rhythm of guitar The beating of drums Maybe a horn or two A bass that's strummed A singer that wails Or a mellow tone Together they all Put you in a zone Pianos and organs Violins and cellos Just a milk bottle It would still bellow At a huge concert Or at a small bar With the right sound People come from afar The various genres Oh there's so many Millions of songs I don't want to miss any Of all the things around Music is universal I don't know anyone That thinks it is dull Music may be a gift From a higher being To share amongst us And share a common feeling ©Schizology

Schizology

A bit of thought Are you thinking what I'm thinking We take a walk behind the shed We pretend we're home in bed Am I dreaming this or is it real You standing there so elegantly Your body is shaped eloquently Can you pinch me hard I ask This can't be what I'm seeing Your beauty has me believing It doesn't seem possible to do But singlehandedly you did it Made me confess my love bid ©Schizology

Schizology