Black Eyes, Blue Heart

jonz

maybe I should tell her?
Maybe I should take her hand,
soft as the constant roar of calm beaches
or the whispers of euphoria that escape my lips
and subsist in the fabric of time,
and lead her mind to my heart,
so that she may hear how it still beats
for her
maybe I should look into her eyes,
let my guard down so she can see my vulnerabilty,
let my emotions play like a montage of personifications,
consistently showing my inner-most visions
of souls meant to intertwine and become refined
within a love aged through past lives
maybe i should touch her lips
with my own and fufill prophecies
told by my mind...




To understand my words, you must first understand my mind. Balik737