Compulsion is swimming
In my veins  
And bidding me lunge
But the weight of the chains
Is just to much
And forethought never....

Fore thought never comes into play.
Not in these moments
When movement is sway
And I'm thinking not.


But inspiration


And I'm thinking not of
Degradation
But just of that thing
Which we all possess
Just of that think
Which thinks so much less.

Yes.
Inspiration.

Provoking it to move for me
My holy essence quivering
Begging it it to move for me
Giving it all of my energy

I want it to shape shift
This life  
It's so much to give
This life
And getting closer
To life

I ask it to move for me
Show me the energy.

Send me the memory of
Everything you thought I'd be
Send me your memory
Of what I was meant to be
Cause I keep on forgetting

Your eyes....

Are so beautiful
If I could see what they see
Maybe life would be meaningful
Oh your eyes, they are so beautiful
If I could see what they see
Maybe I would be meaningful.

Spiraling clouds of wow
expound my hearts true sound.
With light that's jetting through
Oh the feeling soon ensues
With the glancing of the eyes
To the surface of surprise
With the moisture whipped air
And the suns caressing care.
Oceans of grey mist
Curling in the wind
I feel like I've been kissed
At every dip and bend.