A really outlandish love,
Stricken to strive sourchful style in
life.
Separation is a serpents pleasure with I.
Reminding me of field where I dreamed you and I, we walked on the
sky.
Together the
water was the source of engery we
aurora’
d Alive, castles with drawl bridges not far further distanced lied.
The spectrum of color cut sharpess glares through my eyes.
I sit next to you on a crate, as your eyes alline pathways into mine,
Inside you I see me, my true ego and awareness as human at least I can’t decide.
Weather were ever really seperated just congruent to the frequency of each others minds.
I need it I want more it intrigues me everytime.
Every second til the gas light leaves me reminded I’m congitive disaster
clementine.
Cemented to my
feet I sink deeper in your soul, radiate your
chi through chakras all in glance.
This picture perfect spectrum, flashes as you blink the hint.
Back to
earth from yonder, your vessel starts to twitch.
Looking in my eyes love I see the discontinent.
Say my
name and look around, your soul and heart is his.
Little does playground stomp with you and me.
I’m really quite withdrawing from the emotions I have hid.
I can’t say it unless we’re alone but it can’t be makebelieve.
Can’t you reach out for me and show me I’m not just feeling nothing from your seat.
