By Arcassin Burnham


Stood in the back where the pues were,
The house was full with open hearts,
To their lord and savior,
Into it completely serving what I know that gave me a purpose,
Too many unanswered questions , but was the purpose a pretty blue-eyed girl leaving me breathless?
Overgrown sight of love started to develop,
But having the eyes for a female would be the first step,
Rolling down the *****,
To sinners lane,
Where everyone knows your name,
I'm sinking,
And as she glances at me,
I just get a sense of attention running down my cheek,
My tears for the beauty she possesses,
Slurring all of my speech,
Did I just fall in love ?