Somewhere In Life Is Love

Looking to the Hills

It is love that keeps me looking to the hills
From which cometh my help
My help cometh from you
My new age ism
My complex prism of thought
Keep my mind processing images
Intimate moments constantly playing in my head like scrimmages
And your style drives me wild like breakin' in the streets
It might be the summer heat
But in you I see the presence of Luamerava
Calling me to worship your lips
Create alters in honor of your hips
And receive blessings through the senses of your fingertips
Is that the wind or did I just manifest your kiss
Warm and soothing like dew on a rose
I predisposed the notion ‘my love for you’ is concrete
Not just skin deep
But it flows through my veins as if you were put into needles
You got me feenin’ like Devonte
Even thinking about you put me on a tangent that could last for eternity
We’ll save that for heaven
Now in digression I must recall
That it is love that keeps me looking to the hills
Because in those hills
Is where my help cometh from
My help is you
So I am happy to be
Looking to the hills
Looking to you


To understand my words, you must first understand my mind. Balik737