Days are countless, grains are boundless, With all the things i dare caress, they continually transgress.
Either love and above, with my glove I shove.
It is Aphrodite's dove I present thereof.
Everyday we pay rent to everyone, to every parent,
Needless to say what's apparent is for you I'm transparent.
In all the days, I raise my case,
My space is imperishably your place, I'll always lace.
In no day would I say that my time I would delay,
In no day would i weigh what others could portray.
Your way is what i'd pursue, I'd always construe.
No action would be untrue and in your slope, I'll angle anew.
Rest assured, every disease is automatically cured,
Days endured with you are days I am allured.
I rest in your eyes comprised of skies,
You authorize my demise with a million butterflies.
Your heat is my seat and I sit with retreat.
As you greet, you deplete what I could never defeat.
My days, I live, for the chance to percieve.
The world in your sleeve is what I'll achieve and believe.
It is without a doubt that my days are in drought,
When my day lacks what you're about, my existence is without.
Indeed, I plead that everyday I am in need,
In your speed is where I feed and I will forever succeed.
Jul 24, 2015
Jul 24, 2015 at 3:29 AM UTC
Days are countless, grains are boundless, With all the things i dare caress, they continually transgress.
Either love and above, with my glove I shove.
It is Aphrodite's dove I present thereof.
Everyday we pay rent to everyone, to every parent,
Needless to say what's apparent is for you I'm transparent.
In all the days, I raise my case,
My space is imperishably your place, I'll always lace.
In no day would I say that my time I would delay,
In no day would i weigh what others could portray.
Your way is what i'd pursue, I'd always construe.
No action would be untrue and in your slope, I'll angle anew.
Rest assured, every disease is automatically cured,
Days endured with you are days I am allured.
I rest in your eyes comprised of skies,
You authorize my demise with a million butterflies.
Your heat is my seat and I sit with retreat.
As you greet, you deplete what I could never defeat.
My days, I live, for the chance to percieve.
The world in your sleeve is what I'll achieve and believe.
It is without a doubt that my days are in drought,
When my day lacks what you're about, my existence is without.
Indeed, I plead that everyday I am in need,
In your speed is where I feed and I will forever succeed.
