commodity, firmness, delight
as our lips press together, I taste your love I see your intentions, I feel you breathestep inside my heart , yet againI will show you my life through your eyeswe'll meet, you'll see my soul...it may not be hiding behind mebut it front for you to touchtake my hand , hold my heart it's beating to the rythme,of the music you play, for me..I paint in rainbows and see life through coloured glassesyou are my reality...you are the piece that fits soo snugI can't go on without you...understand
Where do all the broken dreams and shattered promises go?Is there a place that they fall? A secret location? A shelve I can't reach...I put them in a box, with no lid...a box with no bottom, It's like I expect it to fill up, and one day overflow....But, this time it's different, this time I am right, she is my everything, no need to explain, it is different....and I know this time I am right... with my all I go into it , my heart on my sleeve....my box may have no bottom , my fears set free, trying to explain... what just happened......god I miss that dream, visionSaturday I feel less then usualsomething is missing in my routineI have been at work til late I don't feel the same, can't put my finger on it...Why am I not happy?