Puurfect Essence;
The tress speaking our names...

Puurfection<3
Hold me in your arms...

The tantalizing tickling of the breeze upon my
neck...

The crickets of spring
is just like the summer's wind...

Wordlessly perfect
dreamlessly free...

Granulated pieces,
Shard and broken dreams...

Each breath i count,
Feeling your chest rise and fall...

I am:
the sunlight you don't see...

I guess i like it when we play
the way i drag you down...

Ive got to tell myself
repeat and repeat...

Stamp the head of insignificance
its our friendship you pointless man...

Your my someone special,
The sweetest taste...