Do we dare dream to fall?, to fly... to go crashing through the bedroom door
Where we tumble and roll and slowly lose all of our clothes
Lost under the sheets we ride shooting stars
Circle the sun in the blink of an eye
Catch a glimpse of eternity inbetween the beat of our hearts
Do we dare turn the page and find ourselves living a storybook life
Hopes and wishes blooming like flowers all night and all day
And when we read between the lines we find a love so perfect it's almost cliche
If we dare to sneak a glimpse and skip to the last page
Would it be a black and white classic of two aged hands holding a heart that still beats wildly and madly and impossibly in love
Dare we..

I'd fallen many times
Crippled by vices
With pride in one hand
And fear in the other

She was the only one
Willing to lift me up
As long as I let go
Of what was weighing me down

My pen weighs
Heavy like the Roots of Kunta Kinte
The sweeter the juice
is what my kin say
An evening boost
for seasoning fruit
to get paid
You've seen me in bloom
for many a moon
so get saved
Pedal the petals to give praise
I get raised to get rays
A never ending cycle in the womb of what my pen lays

Shrouding word in mystery
Message too smooth for censoring
I read that it was written
They would ink our place in history