*While you paint I hope you remember that you're more beautiful than art
for the bitter sweet truth that streams from your heart
few have laid eyes upon your heavenly beauty
and I strongly believe finding you was my earthly duty*
**you speak and leave me in labyrinthine mesmer
and I think your scent must be sweeter than any freshner
you're a treasured secret hidden behind closed doors
that's returned me to God, desperately begging to be yours**
*never knew finding such obsessive passion,
just needed an encounter with the right person
I've never wanted to hop onto the next flight
never felt stuck in darkness,yet a minute away from light*
**my only consolation is our existence under the same sky
it's my hope and breath of patience each day that goes by**
Apr 18, 2016
Apr 18, 2016 at 2:55 PM UTC
*While you paint I hope you remember that you're more beautiful than art
for the bitter sweet truth that streams from your heart
few have laid eyes upon your heavenly beauty
and I strongly believe finding you was my earthly duty*
**you speak and leave me in labyrinthine mesmer
and I think your scent must be sweeter than any freshner
you're a treasured secret hidden behind closed doors
that's returned me to God, desperately begging to be yours**
*never knew finding such obsessive passion,
just needed an encounter with the right person
I've never wanted to hop onto the next flight
never felt stuck in darkness,yet a minute away from light*
**my only consolation is our existence under the same sky
it's my hope and breath of patience each day that goes by**
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