Purple
Like the nebula in the sky,
Your eyes follow the twinkling of the stars,
I Don’t understand why is the night cold,
But I do know you keep me warm,
I give you words to remember me by,
And you blind me from the dark,
I know your touch is art ,
But I wanna keep looking at the stars,
This high ceiling,
Keeps our minds at bay,
I see your shadow struggling
To see
How the stars shine,
So it can be
The stars look beautiful tonight,
They look better when I look at them with you
the moon shares his glare with us,
Giving us permission to look,
I don’t feel jealous of the star,
Just a little sad they aren’t closer
I don’t feel jealous of the moon,
Just sad i can’t walk down her back
I don’t feel jealous of them in any way,
They aren’t me and you
Under the nebula ,
And the twinkling of your eyes,
The moon reminds me of my faith ,
The sun of your glair,
We can’t really run away from death,
But we can show him how to care,
Life ain’t really life
Without them lights,
That light up when I look at your eyes,
I caress your hair and look at the sky
Waiting for the sunset to rise.