I think this is both a poem and a song, as most of these will be. Maybe I'll come up with a name for that.... anyway enjoy this, it's called light, say it like a poem or sing it like a song with whatever kind of beat you want. Enjoy the way you want to.
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Your name makes no since but hey, neither does mine.
My friend laughs at you every day because she has no sense in finding love.
Everyday I laugh at your smile.
Even if your not there, you are some how... there and I....
once I close my eyelids I could almost image the expensive feeling....
Your head lying on mine, your warmth lying on mine.
In this moment I could feel some kind of... light.
A text from you feels like a letter from a king,
I guess... a king that I'm falling for... again.
I treat each texting letter I get from you with respect and pride and I always think the heart banging thought....
I want to feel that memory I felt when I closed my eyelids, your hand in mine and every time.... the memory changes.
I know that finding the light at the end of the path hidden in the mountain is an unworthy struggle for me to sleep with.
A dream unwanted.
I WISH, I PRAY, I HOPE, I CRY, I WANT TO FIND THE LIGHT.
My heart... his heart... my mind... her mind... we can never seem to find the light.
Can you help me here?
Can you help me here?!
I don't have much to ask even though what I want out of us weighs a thousand pounds.
Why can't this be lighter?
Kinder?
All I want is the sparkle of your eyes close to mine what can I do to muse you?
Nothing that I could ever do could make me your muse.
NOTHING. EVER.
Enter through this door follow me PLEASE with ease through the light broadcasting door and together we will truly find what lies just behind the skin of our hearts.
Yours I have yet to see but with all you'll possibly find is my memory of your eyes and what always happens when I closed my eyes.
Come with me we'll find what lies beyond, behind,
The light.
