were you the best thing,
to ever happen to me?
was i holding my breath,
on something, i couldn't believe?
so tell me where your hearts at,
show me why you left that.

i'm looking at you,
while thinking of me.
will i ever forget,
how you put me at ease?
so tell me why i lost you,
take me where i had you.

you were my match,
and you lit every flame.
how did it all burn out,
was it you that changed?
so tell me how to fix this,
you still owe me that kiss.

but why is this hard,
should love really bite?
if we were meant to be,
shouldn't this feel right?
so tell me why we faded,
why do i feel so jaded.

maybe you were the,
best thing to happen to me.
but you swung around,
180 degrees.
maybe you were always moving on,
forever chasing that delta dawn.

In my heart, the tears do call,
Each drop that falls, the heavens' thrall.
A whisper soft, a silent cry,
As if the soul would dare to fly.

In my gaze, the storm is stirred,
A spark of truth, a flash, a word.
It bends the soul, ignites the night,
And leads it through the realm of light.

In shadows deep, their secrets weave,
The night, a veil that dawns deceive.
Yet truth remains, though veiled, unseen,
In every hue, in what has been.

It’s not in notes that rise and fall,
But in the silence, beyond them all.
Where stillness breathes, the soul takes seat,
In beats unspoken, soft, complete.

In twilight’s glow, desires fade,
A fleeting flame, now softly laid.
Yet in its ashes, pure and true,
The soul's own fire is born anew

In every sacred corner of thy hall,
The Cup-bearer waits, to heed thy call.
For in the chalice of eternal grace,
The thirst of souls finds its resting place.

A single drop within these yearning eyes,
Carries the truth that never fades or dies.
Within thy glance, both gentle and wise,
I see the realms where spirit and form rise.

The sacred cup, which bids the soul to soar,
Holds wisdom deep, from life's eternal core.
Thy glance, like dawn, dispels the night’s dark veil,
And calls the heart to its destined trail.

O’ Cup-bearer, whose touch awakens the mind,
In every sip, the universe we find.
The world, in drunken dreams, takes fleeting flight,
Yet all it seeks is the hidden light.

For in thy gaze, the soul's true purpose gleams,
Beyond the shadowed world of fleeting dreams.
O’ seeker, drink, and let thy heart expand,
For in this cup lies the eternal land.