When a child my dreams rode on your wishes I was your son high on your horse My mind a top whipped by the lashes Of your rhetoric windy of course.
Great poetry is always written by somebody straining to go beyond what he can...
I would go to bed every night and have dreams about having a time machine and...
There are no dreams too large no innovation unimaginable and no frontiers...
I'll see you in my dreams.
When your dreams tire they go underground and out of kindness that's where...
I remember once acting really cool on a bus with this girl named Stephanie. When I got home I realized that I had a really big zit on my forehead. If you have acne problems you really shouldn't be acting like Don Juan.
