I hold you tight up against my body
I take you with me even to the party

I rub you back and forth
Up and down from south to north

I love the way you sing hard and soft
I just can't keep my hands off

I pull you close
From coast to coast

You are beautifully sound
I will never pass you around

Magnificently perfect
You have all of my respect

You are my best friend
Till the end

How is it that space is infinite and still produces a vacuum? Normally, in order to create a vacuum you need to have an enclosed space. My answer will shock you, but I want you to attempt to answer this query.

The balance of love shows itself in the form of a familiar triangle
You know, the one we were examining before we tried to cut the heartstrings connecting us.
I pointed to the centre– explaining how it was impossible to reach the balance point;
It felt like empty love, but now what?
We are attached by the bond of souls and whether or not the balance of love is ever achieved it's still the most exquisite happiness I have ever felt

Every day I am told to grow up
Implying they mean to make an immortal child die
As if growing up gives comprehension
on why the sun reflects onto the moon
As taught by Oliver
My child eyes see a universe within the sky
People of self-same age do not fathom
that maturity is not measured in age
Rather a gathering of self-confident knowledge
and spirituality

My angel knew these traits
long before the birth of his being
A naturally wise soul
In a community of people
stuck in an endeavor
to learn purity

Whilst the physical entity of Oliver
is not within physical reach
all must remember
immortal children
with child eyes
never die