We go places
Chasing the world at a slower pace
With daring dreams that are bigger than palaces
Spreading romance  
In Paris and Venice


In my book I seek Solace
From drudgery and the malice
From beings with less mentality of peace
From creatures who's been reduced to a pomace


In my  book am a believer
Forever I will love God and his grace
His mercy, blessings despite my constant mess
In my uncertain destiny I found a chance

In my book I poured my pieces
When I reminisced on my scathing heart that left a big scar
When I was a prisoner of love,  torn and filled with stitches
when I dragged my soul through thorns
When I was reduced to a speck of hope