this isn't about me, but what i think i see in the eyes of others
i've got the dreams of a poor man, because i don't understand. if i just spread my wings & try, i could do more than fly. i've got the dreams of a poor man, because i can't understand. that the world is more, than the neighborhood just outside my door. i've got the dreams of a poor man, because i can't understand. this time, i'm past my prime.
I hope this is okay...I was just reading and I felt the need to share....
ReplyDeleteLove At First Sight
The air that's slung into seashores,
Coming over waves of happiness;
Short breathes overtake my oxygen,
Engulfed in the sound your voice makes.
Intoxicating toxins flow through my veins-
Feeding my blood the life it needs to feel;
I feed off your soul.
It becomes my nourishment like a baby,
To the bosom of its mother;
I am the offspring of your touch.
Subtle looks create an invitation to your smell;
And I always R.S.V.P.....
Maintaining my spot in your arms.
Give it all to me as I get lost in your eyes.
Eyes that dance in splendor;
Overwhelming is the moment___
Taking all movement from by body.
You are the sponge that soaked up all my bad ideas...........