Bled the Birth of Love

by SC   Jan 18, 2006


I am not waiting another life to believe that you have found me
you know where i rest, you sink your eyes into my bed sheets
take away another vibration and smooth yourself into the right feelings
ill believe for a moment as i gaze up at your soft texture
letting go of the reality that keeps my thoughts outside of yours
ill blow a whisper across this ocean hoping that it washes up on your floor
chin lifting i brush off this cold breeze, leaving a swift blow
shots and its gone leaving a leak that covered most of the pieces
moist as it melts it freezes, to then split in two
as if the air just bled the birth of love
picking parts to ponder up a storm filled tears causing the notes to be pleasant
haven't yet tasted the taste of two to be taught the clear writing
that speaks of a way put together from different changing emotions
flows into motion as we collide sliding into the silk sleek skin
becoming the specs that speak of a sight so beautiful
borrowing our be fores hearts that belong to the beat of those
i will go, with you as me, me in you i am yours, for you always.

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