Still...
Leon
You are the song on my iPod
The teammate in my game
The window on my computer
You are a pop-up on my screen
An email that shows up
A video that is calming
You are the sound from the guitar
The note to the song
The string to the instrument
You are the engine to the car
The master of all roads
The pedal of acceleration
You are the burst from the bomb
The energy rushing
The laughter running
You are the clown in the circus
The fun in the joke
You are my brother.
You are the song on my iPod
The teammate in my game
The window on my computer
You are a pop-up on my screen
An email that shows up
A video that is calming
You are the sound from the guitar
The note to the song
The string to the instrument
You are the engine to the car
The master of all roads
The pedal of acceleration
You are the burst from the bomb
The energy rushing
The laughter running
You are the clown in the circus
The fun in the joke
You are my brother.
A slightly embarrassed Leon called it a collection of random words. Well, we want to think it's more than just that.
















