Light behind closed eyes is where you meet me
Light between the lines I form is where you seek me
Where is darkness when Im directly beneath the sun
What can the wind touch that is not yet consumed by your rays
Walking close to your perfection I cant help but to refrain
From these unintended assertions I was quick to entertain
Let go of those emotions that told me otherwise
Found your regulation of love that never dies
My open eyes your light now finds
While bended lines they follow
As the wind dies down nothing remains as certain
As knowing your rays have followed me here
No comments:
Post a Comment