If I painted a portrait of you
It would look like a silly sensation of shapes
A failed attempt to form eyes and lips into a memorable escape
But really I enlarged your eyes because in them you carry a star filled sky
Every simple feature I sketch I wish could be mine
Theres a masterpiece in every line

I can feel the ink trickling into my stained hands
A strand of nonsensical rhymes, rythyms, and riddles
That no one understands
Wishes scatter onto a empty page recklessly putting themselves into a worded phrase
But everything still seems to fall in place

A lost and found for a missing mind is unheard of
Yet I constantly and cautiously revise myself
Keeping the fear of losing myself near
Because I only have one me
One mind that thinks in a way that defines me
That proves that this life is mine

She had a delicate smile
She gave away her smile to those who didnt have one
Piece by piece by piece until she became hollow
What used to make her whole was now an empty pair of lips

Why cant I be like the moon?
When the darkness approaches he illuminates the abandoned barrier between us and the uncharted murkiness
He sings a soothing symphony
Leaving all straying off into sweet midnight dreams
Kissing both my eyes and restless mind