It has to have rythm, it has to have rhyme It must be in sync like a clock ticking time It mostly is short, but at times it is long At times it's called powerful, sometimes... not so strong It is loneliness, fear, it is utter despair There are days, that it shows, I just no longer care It is hate and compassion and the things I dream of It is friendship and faith and the greatness of love It goes on, like the seasons, the...

All her classmates sayThat she must be gayThat she's strange and unadaptedWith her short black hairAnd the clothes she'll wearThat she'll never be acceptedThat she had deniedEvery boy that triedThat she would not let them nearAnd that sealed her fateShe just can't be straightMaybe even one to fearBut her lifetime longThey all have been wrongThough they fail to comprehendThat she's never been What they thought they'd seenT...

I cannot tell you loud enoughhow much my heart is filled with lovehow much your eyes are in my dreamsthat days go by so fast it seemsthat time is always goneI cannot tell you quite how muchyou warm up every day you touchmy heart and soul with all your love It´s you I´m always thinking offor me you are the one

Like a drug you're creeping through my veins to my little toe, to my bedazzled brains from fingertip to fingertip into every little nail I clip into stomach, liver, kidneys, spleen my eyes, my ears and in between you seep into my every part but most of all, into my heart

I fell for you like a tree hit by lightning. I fell for you like a rock from a cliff. I fell for you with my entire being. May I fall for you for as long as I live.

There's no need to fight, or apologize about what slowly died. There's no steering wheel on the way you feel- just a heart to tell what's right. When your heart must cheer, when you sense him near, there must be no guilt. In our given life, there should be no strife, just let your heart be filled. You will always be part of what made me into what I am today. You will have a part always of my heart, even if you move away....

Where the salmon run And the grizzlys hunt In the rivers, crystal clear Where the grey wolves run Under midnight sun And the winter's always near Where the woods are deep Ancient spirits sleep Caribou and elk still roam Since you're here for me That's the land I see Every time I think of home

My dreams are of true beauty, of eyes that make me drown, the eyes that fill my vision,that made my walls fall down. My dreams are about flyingon the golden wings of love.Your eyes, your heart, your beauty,that's what I'm dreaming of. Don't care about that ocean,don't care 'bout distance too,don't care what holds me herebecause I always dream of you.

My lump of clayTold me: "I'm cat"I said okayI'll make you thatYour head too largeYour back too flatYour legs too small Your tail too fatStill you're the best lump that I hadYou're beautiful 'cause you're my cat

An image trapped my heart She sent to me one morning It trapped me without warning It hit me like a dart When sleep will keep me yawning To fall asleep is hard Because my captured heart Will tumble till it's dawning Two eyes I saw that day That caused the sun to rise To never go away It may be quite unwise But I can merely say I'm drowning in those eyes

The treetops flame in golden light While the red sun sinks away Behind the houses and the trees So ends my lonely day So starts another lonely night Of longing and despair Of wishing there was someone near Who has some warmth to share Someone who holds me in her arms As I hold her in mine If only for the briefest time A second would be fine But as I watch the treetops fade And loose their amber light I know I'll be alone...

It's immense, overwhelmingly immense. I'm in the Atlantic Ocean, somewhere halfway between La Gomera and Tenerife, floating, with diving mask, snorkel and fins. Although I'm not alone in the water and there's a zodiac somewhere nearby, I feel small, insignificant, alone. The coast is far away, on both sides, the calm ocean all around and when I look down into the water there's nothing, only blue, getting darker deep below...

There's a tiny little bird singing loudly in my chest Singing songs about our friendship in the way that he knows best And he lifts his little head up just to open up his throat Spreading happiness throughout me with each loud and lovely note.

It hurts, every step I take hurts. Sometimes I stumble, sometimes I just fall asleep between steps, sometimes I see things -- my little boy telling me: "Papa, almost there." or my eldest son looking at me, pale-faced, worried, silent. When I look again they're gone, as if they were never there, I must be hallucinating. But they're so real. Almost 16 hours since that fight, since the pain became unbearable. Almost 16 hours...

Children's voices sound out loudI hear their merry laughter't sounds like they're running afterEachother while they shout They're playing hide and seekI see them hunt eachotherWithout having to bother About what comes next week They'll soon be called insideTo wash and to be fedAnd then they're off to bedWhere they'll be safe at night Let's keep them safe from sorrowFor they are our tomorrow