If i could draw back the curtains and stay in the trance
The rain droplets would fall and we would dance
we would dance among the tears of old hearts from long gone lovers.
Teaching us the rules of coercion as they role down our shivering bodies.
Moistening our clothes to stick to us like our kisses
We choose not to listen because they don't understand our connection.
The Integration of two explosive mathmatical functions
Conjunctioned links of trust that run between us that even the great code breakers couldn't fracture it.
The sensibility and passion I see on the canvases that you percieve the world with.
Stakes my drifting desires for anything more than to just be with you .