Your lips infiltrate my soul.
Your breath on my neck, hands on my waist.
It's taking a toll.
Not one thing makes sense, nothing at all.
I'm a bit dazed from that impacting fall.
You make all of my imperfections into something so flawless.
You take the words from my mouth,
I couldn't have said less.
And I couldn't have said more,
when my eyes caught yours.
Your body caressing mine like the waves on the shore.
Your passion is fire,
your love is demanding.
Just a little bit longer,  
that's all that I'm asking.

We are told to believe that in which we can not see.
They tell us that the earth is round and that there is a man in the clouds.
And we take their word, reluctant or willing.
The thought of being lied to is just so chilling.
You must have faith, no questions asked.
Well I'm sorry sir, but I see that grin behind your mask.
We need faith in ourselves.
The kind that you find within your soul and your mind.
Today is today, who knows about tomorrow? You don't know who's leading,
But surely you follow.
Because they are and she is and who wants to be different?
Yeah they might shine, but look kid, you glisten.
Like the diamonds and gems we feel the need to buy,
But they'll never outdo the starts in the sky.
Which we now also buy,
Because the words from your heart aren't worth the time.
Until you make them rhyme and now they're changing lives.
We're living in a fantasy, like our own little cave.
But trust me when I tell you, everyone's scared before they are brave.

The sweet scent of honey suckles amongst the moist summer air.
The sun is fading, slowly becoming one with the water, releasing colors that touch the soul.
From fields of the softest lavender, to the pink in her cheeks when you tell her she's beautiful, to the Reds and oranges of the flame you used to the light the candles when she told you that you were the one.
The warm breeze that gently caresses the surface of your skin.
The small orbs of light that dance along the shoreline just as the sun says it's last goodbyes.
A slowed down walk along the worn wooden boards that tell you it's okay to take a munite and breathe.
A simple munite to just appreciate, as all those who also appreciate.
Like the new found lovers looking for something that says I'll be yours if you'll be mine.
Or the old lovers who who've found a place that says I still remember why you're the one.
A place for the lonely hearts that need a place to feel and to heal.
And a place for the folks who find happiness in that of what others simply look past.
A little place that you kind of just stumble upon, like on of those days when you feel as if you've lost yourself completely.
So you just go.
And than you find it.
A small town where nothing and everything happens.
Where you can go when you're lost and leave feeling as if everything just makes sense.

I'm sure if I tried, I could make it through.
But it doesn't always appear that each day is new.
More often than not, the days blend to one,
Seeing no difference between the moon and the sun.
Waking up is a surprise,  when I don't recall falling asleep.
Why end it now, when I'm in so deep?
I know that I'm here and I'll leave my mark,
But there's not much I can do, working in the dark.
I should be happy, I should live in the now.
Sometimes I feel like I just don't know how.  
Being happy within guidelines doesn't seem like much fun,
So until I live free, I think that I'm done.