Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Like tears
on broken faces
You are real
Without the facades
With all the sorrow
And the pain
Without tomorrow
You are real
No layers to peel
No hidden agendas
Just pure
You are real
For Once
What I see is what I see
I know your intention
For it is Love

__Scotty Reed 2008.2.11

Wednesday, February 6, 2008

Dust Me Off Tavish

Dust the thoughts that life is sane
Dust me off

Dust the reason that makes it plain
Dust me off

Dust the doubts of love remain

__Scotty Reed 2008.02.06