Eons ago, when the stars
where just learning
their place in the sky
A whisper was sent out
crossing over the centuries
I heard it through your eyes
telling me to open mine
and allow those blue swirls
to color paintings in my life

That sweet devilish smile
Wrapped in sweetened blood red lips
This Fire burns deep inside

This new heart has felt
a protective layer, if not ready
When this young heart starts to feel

Limitation starts in the mind
The feeling that your hands are bound
Whereas the opportunities are vast
A closed mind is worse than blind eyes
Looking but yet can't see
What you call a problem
Could also be called an opportunity
At the end of the day,
What you've called it is exactly what you'll experience.