There was time my mind was yours,
But my heart is yours regardless,
The beats defined a music sheet and you played me like a harpist.
The score settled like rose petals in the essence of the tarnished
The stems remained like overtures,
And that's where it all started.
You blossomed in the minus key,
Your golden touch was midas
The treasure crept in semi clefts,
The breath I took was harnessed.
I played the jester to your beat
And bowed to you my highness.
You took my crown and held me down
The curtains closed in darkness.
Jan 29, 2016
Jan 29, 2016 at 11:46 PM UTC
There was time my mind was yours,
But my heart is yours regardless,
The beats defined a music sheet and you played me like a harpist.
The score settled like rose petals in the essence of the tarnished
The stems remained like overtures,
And that's where it all started.
You blossomed in the minus key,
Your golden touch was midas
The treasure crept in semi clefts,
The breath I took was harnessed.
I played the jester to your beat
And bowed to you my highness.
You took my crown and held me down
The curtains closed in darkness.
