The things we do and the things we say
All have some connection and interplay...
Looking from below as you inhabit those towers so...
To think that one day, that day would come, when...
I stand here waiting for your reply
Foolishly expecting a quick "hi"...
The summer, the follies, the turns
Your words, your feelings, your burns...
You used to light me within
The kerosene to fuel the fire...
The empty shell of my former self
Like the barrenness of a dry well...
In the wee hours of the night
Is when the soul takes flight...
Earnest love, why must you do this to me?
Taxing every single fiber of my being...
The darkness of the night
Coupled with a bonfire so bright...
My breath escapes me
As the rivers steady flow...
Let this love pot melt in my arms, the dew of your...
Twinkly stars shimmering off the corner of your...
The sun and the moon, the juxtaposition of...
the hue of your eyes combined with the tonality of...