Jan 20, 2020

Real second Queen of my heart

One pleasure of life is to explore my music.
Love the linear notes along with pictures coulers and style
conversations around lyrics value that this hols for myself as we chat drink cafe perhaps smoke a cigar....one of my greatest pleasure is Dee Jaying....love playlist that people enjoy as they party dance, sometimes as we collectively gather in Church.

Music still  first queen in this broken, indeed damaged, heart 

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Flying through Gods Cathedral.

 Alongside the car as we drove over the Moors. It appeared so witchy, so off another world. Together in silence Matty and his Dad...We obser...

MAYBE WE WON`T MEET AGAIN

. . . she got a postcard in the mail
That just said Heaven,with a picture of the ocean and the beach
The simple words he wrote her
Said he loved her
How he'd hold her if his arms would reach
Wish you were here, wish you could see this place
Wish you were near,Wish I could touch your face
The weather's nice, it's paradise
It's summertime all year and there's some folks we know
They say, "Hello, "
I miss you so, wish you were here"