True Words...

from my frail mind to this dogged page

I could tell you a thousand ways

how I traveled on this road,

glaring at all phases of Samsara and skating on ruined glades

Of rumpled sheets and battle wounds that soar through the folds of time

Are you the frozen dancer hidden in the sepulchre?

Feeding this memory well with the false inception of love

While, I the fool prince with the broken eyes, busted tooth and smile

Am left reeling with a heart that siphons with no reservoir

Breathing, with no air to breathe

I don't know...

And I could...

Describe how much your eyes remind me of a setting sun in april

Tell you, how i'd bottle up the paragons of natures revolving beauty,

only to empty it in your hair, amongst the overture of flowers

and the taste of apples on your skin

Like scattered blue birds in the sky

nothing would be more lawless than we

Glowing in this symphony of blue and green

Moving mountains into the sea

Shuffling notes into melodies

Laying together with every moment turning into Christmas

While we lie together, rowing in eden on rivers of ecstasy

Waiting for a snowfall from heaven to envelop us

while we wade through serendipitous tears

and I only I

Will find

you here

Lost in the wonder that exists, no more

I don't know...

I don't

know

I should not lie anymore...