Your eyes tell a story of a beautiful sadness. The passing of time will never lessen your beauty. In a world with so much pain, you carry shoulders of the first blessed. The anointed has held you next to her ***** And I can see a cutey.
Behind the clouds you peerlessly peer through. No other ray of light could ever compare to you. Divinity weeps as the mold is cast and then dashed And smashed into pieces beyond all recognition. Starting ignition… Setting fire to the stone upon which my faith is rebuilt; Occasionally I carry a heart with me up this hill.
I have been released from a night light prison And through the prism from a raincloud I saw a star, Taking a chance to take a shot in the dark, Now forever I am with the wisdom of what you are. A glistening ball of energetic love inside, Bursting with electricity, thawing a heart of ice.
You would risk it all for the thrill of the fall, So once more my amore, We must to bed! At once! And then again for days without end… Thank God it’s a bank holiday weekend.
And beneath the eruptions of mount Zeus in the winter, The sound of the creaking and squeaking are linear, Moving forwards and backwards along the timeline in time. You have never been on the standard routine. Take me on your magical mystery ride.
You are radiance. You are beauty. You are hidden. Please open your heart just for me.