my love we have had some wonderful times
being with you i get a taste of your grape vines
juicy and sweet from the very core
drowning ideas from your mouth pour
abruptly dreams flutter around my room
every single one about you not letting yourself bloom
i'm not quite sure why your interest is on her
but i'm confronting this continuous blur
i have loved you from the moment i saw your eyes
just because it was you, i adored all your lies
hearing your pain on a late friday night call
restriction of comforting you makes me ball
for you're my paint, and tonight ill be making you into how i see you
as art as love as beauty as mine at heart, but you have never had a clue