All of the Stars


Your love runs through my


You tell me IÕm not realistic enough,

Even my dad does sometimes.


CanÕt you picture this?

Just me and you, forever and always.

Can we just

Run away?


LetÕs go to the 

Tenerife Sea,

Ride the waves and feel the cool breeze.

Your touch would bring me bliss.


CanÕt you picture this?

ItÕs everything weÕve desired.

ItÕll just be you and me on a

Castle on a hill.


© Shamari'yah Bradley