... lone oak ... lines of love.

Trip to Big Sur was never out of my mind; I found the lone oak there. The beautiful coast line shall be the company for the lone oak.

few words can just be there ever... as those tunes that make life worth living...

Life is never the same, I heard you;
my melancholy song can now sigh,
will live for short and yet for you;
my dark corner seen light in years;
for you light my dream sky at night.

Shall continue to play life's chords;
my world will never be like lone oak.
while the tides get high and low again;
my words for you shall play and soak;
for my heart overflows with lines of love.