Comments about Nathan Reynolds
Her long black hair it flows like a wind in a night sky
It covers her porcelain face across one eye.
She would look at me so deep and within, but I
Know she will go back to him.
Our wanting was of each
had taken us to talk, of Love on a beach.
In the sand she lay to wait,
two heartbeats can we equate.
Her touch was soft but her hold was strong,
She gave me love and it was the sweetest song.
I gave her me to make her sing
she sang Like the dawn kissed by a gentle wind.
I knew we had not long
It is time for her to leave.
I took my face...