Late night mediation
ended up picking up this pen
Steady thinking bout you
"Ooh no, no, no"
It's true lady,
You've ambushed my mind
And are the only thing that remains
When night falls till the sunrise
The music plays on in the background
And I wonder if you ever think so far ahead?
Because I get it forever's a long time, more like a life time
But "temporary lover" won't make you mine
And excuse me Mr. Ocean for borrowing another line but
"I remember how could I forget, how you feel"
But I'd rather not be the one continuously mending a heart you could willingly heal.
The past I had once clung onto desperately taught me that
also, a mentor I had once instructed me that love shouldn't suffocate
only alleviate and enrich our quality of living.
So, come and take a walk with me
because you talked about getting away,
somewhere where you could enjoy the watching the sunset
and I just want to watch you bask in a beauty as natural as you
held tight in my embrace
you can hear my heart race
as if its the bass to our favorite song
and with your sweet little voice, you sing along
I sincerely believe
this could all be possible
but go on and call me foolish
I'll still sing these love songs as loudly and proudly as I did in my youth
When I was just around the age of 8 in my room
belting, "Everyone Falls In Love Sometimes"
cause it's true
and "I Don't Know Bout You But It Ain't A Crime"
but that might depend who you talk to
because "catching feelings" apparently has become some sort of affliction
when the case of the matter is
it only matters when
the source of affliction isn't afflicted too
a little something we've all been through
nothing to be ashamed of either
just another lesson learned with time
scheming on ways to make you mine
with a period missing from every line
running on and on about the ways I love this song
and how you embody the passion sung
so go on and call me selfish,
I mean it is what it is,
But if it is love you desire,
and you like to take the time to get to know me
I'll give you a constant supply
A few words while lost in time and mesmerized by the rhymes of a fellow poet with words so smooth he was acknowledged. Thank You Mr. Ocean for the bit of inspiration on this one. Although you may never see this... you influence was beneficial.