My heart stopped My heart stopped Reaching for ReasonI found only treasonous attempts of my breath I was hooked Line and Sinker
and I sunkand I sunk
Down to depthsonly Sigmund theoreticized about His eyes Her smile begat me grappling my mouth Yet still I flew Free from pain, filled with euphoria Delirious, hungry, I questioned Is this real? His flesh? Her lips? Together our vessels rockedand moved as one I still questioned the horizon looking for the morning, hoping he wouldn't see my minute disguise defiled Is this real? My heart still stopped Reaching for Rhyme