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Oct 2014 · 403
Adrianna
Ricky Rosa Oct 2014
So this is all now
I can see her
I can see her in her grace
And Adrianna, I won't let you slip away.
You're holy water
You're the land that's left unstained
You're Adrianna
Watching the sun on rainy days.
So this is you now
You are love and you are pain
You're painted red here
Painted red all but your face
And Adrianna, you are my sun on rainy days.
You're holy water
You're the land that's left unstained
You're Adrianna
And I won't let you slip away.
So this is me now
Here I am in all my age
Here I stand now
And Adrianna, I will beg for you to stay.
You're holy water
You're the land that's left unstained
You're Adrianna
Watching the sun on rainy days.
So this is all now
Watching as you slip away
And I here I am now
And Adrianna, oh please won't you stay.
Because you're holy water
You're the land that's left unstained
You're Adrianna
And Adrianna won't you stay?
Adrianna, oh Adrianna, Adrianna, Adrianna, won't you stay?
Adrianna, Adrianna, you are my sun on rainy days.
Oct 2014 · 235
Untitled
Ricky Rosa Oct 2014
Every now and again you think.
         You step back from the moment and breathe.
      And in these small breaths, the intervals between the thoughts, there is bliss.
        And I never really found out what that means but, I guess I don't really need to know.
        There are dreams you dream in the daytime.
     And there are nightmares that take your fear away.
        There are endless nights and years that fly and I, watch it all pass.
      There is time, as in what a watch reads, and there is time, as in time to watch the clouds rolls by on a perfectly rainy day.
        There is hate in this world, yes, but that is simply one side of a sphere.
     This is never ending, we are never ending, time will never be of the essence because I will never be of the essence.
              There will never be a more important and opportune moment in your life than this one, so take the time, the intervals between the breaths, to think.
Oct 2014 · 449
Overwhelm Me With Love
Ricky Rosa Oct 2014
There are so many different ways to love somebody, and you will never quite understand the way in which I love you.
There are so many different people out there, but I am happily content seeing only you.
There is time to figure it all out, but I want time for just us right now.
There are miles and there are maps, and each makes the other seem so insignificant.
There is love and there is lust, and each makes the other seem so insignificant.
There are people and then there is you, and you make everyone else so profoundly insignificant to me.
I'd walk a thousand miles just to touch you.
And give up all my love to a brown eyed girl.
Because I could love you with the waves of my being, and dream of you even with a beating sun inside my head.
Yes because you are the lost and the found and the sound of all that moves; the birds in the trees and the flowers in your hair and I am just a boy.
A boy who sees the world inside you and loves you with the fire in his bones and the ice in his veins and I love you, I love you.
There are so many different ways to love somebody, overwhelm me, please overwhelm me.
There are memories and there will be future, and each would be profoundly insignificant compared to a simple present with you.
Overwhelm me, please overwhelm me, with love.

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