PROPHECY
Take the sun, take the moon,
All I ever need is you,
You make my dreams come true.
Through the storm, nice and warm,
Girl you know just what to do.
Michael Angelo would faint
Rembrandt,
Would cry to stand in line for a
Lock of your hair, I’d fly around
The world just to be close t you
Anytime, anywhere.
Now looking in your eyes, I see
The real reason why the stars like
Fall from the sky.
Damon Cummings