You are the lighthouse
on the shore of my heart,
Spreading your rays
into the walls of my art.
Rising up, streaming down,
crashing into your arm.
Mesmerized by your smile,
lost in your charm.
As the long day ends
and I ring the kaleidoscope reef,
You provide me the best relief.
You are the comfort to
my storm-tossed soul,
Just like the rim to my kohl.
Your long, stretched, warm
arms invite me into you,
The only thing that has
been pulling me through.
The happiness you get
when you make me smile,
Oh boy, I still want to stare
at your face for a long while.
The days when your so shining
bright light goes a bit off,
My heart will be your
penultimate quaff.
You are the lighthouse
on the shore of my heart,
Spreading your rays,
into the walls of my art.
Sep 17, 2017
Sep 17, 2017 at 5:13 AM UTC
You are the lighthouse
on the shore of my heart,
Spreading your rays
into the walls of my art.
Rising up, streaming down,
crashing into your arm.
Mesmerized by your smile,
lost in your charm.
As the long day ends
and I ring the kaleidoscope reef,
You provide me the best relief.
You are the comfort to
my storm-tossed soul,
Just like the rim to my kohl.
Your long, stretched, warm
arms invite me into you,
The only thing that has
been pulling me through.
The happiness you get
when you make me smile,
Oh boy, I still want to stare
at your face for a long while.
The days when your so shining
bright light goes a bit off,
My heart will be your
penultimate quaff.
You are the lighthouse
on the shore of my heart,
Spreading your rays,
into the walls of my art.
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