A disorganized emotional poem about love, anxiety and broken history. |
With eyes that wide- it shouldn't be a surprise that that I'm drawn inside Aperture like the sky and there's no point in resisting Something like this started with a light misting? Lysergic day dreams of merging minds and gentle kissing This thing- this thing is a child of the divine Almost makes me skittish because my past continues lying I'm trying to shake it and you unknowingly help Seeing synchronicities, I remember how I felt But this is a new time, a new frame of mind- I know what I have within Love is a lot easier when you take out the ties of heroin This too shall pass, it'll all come together I've got multiple names, and a vice for every letter Even better than those is that I knew as soon as I met her To the canopy of trees I'm forever a debtor I'm talking about the kind of embrace that will shatter the space- surrounding the event- physically I meant. A real explosion. Ego erosion. Brought on by eye contact. These are the things that require no tact Honest expression. Learn a new lesson- you'll stop teetering when you fall Truly a blessing to stop second guessing, you know I'll answer when you call. |