If I touch you
Tell me immediately
I want to know your inner
Motions
That make those desires
That turn your metaphors
Into emotions
Love can't be grasped
But, I guess I have the concept
Abreast
Life's loss is found in the souls of many loved ones
Life cannot be framed in the right words
So, stumble over yourself
And get that girl you always wanted
She'll pick out the right sentence
You will not have to worry about speaking the right words
Have you ever been in love?
My love
It's like looking into a mirror
And imagining the day never ends
Kind of like looking through the window
Of your eyes
And not having to look at my insecurities
In the textures of your soul