When It Skips Play It Backwards In May
Author: Jeremy Morzos
Roses in bloom it's time for winter to end,
I give you my heart girl,
As I've seen the light by the rainbow,
Lye in your sleepy eyes.
Let me be the one to know....
And I'll surely come to you,
For you have sent me the angel that I am,
To give them the angel who talked with me.
The angel said to me: "I am making everything new!"
Then the angel said to me: "write,"
Write this down so it is done and will be to come,
For the future that which already happened;
And is going to happen,
And I saw an angel standing in the sun,
Who cried in a loud voice to all the birds,
Flying in the midair.
Come, fly away,
And I will go singing in the holy city,
Come; fly, fly, fly away....
Come join me,
It's brilliance was like that of a very precious jewel,
Like a jasper, clear as crystal,
And won't you hear them say:
"You could be my brother,"
"You could be my sister,"
"You could be my father,"
"You could be my mother."
"You could be my lover,"
"You could be my significant other,"
"You could be my lucky star or four leaf clover,"
"You could be my angel undercover.
------- Author's Notes -------
Pen name (Ivy Angelle Madison)
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