The spark of the lighter,
a noise forever ingrained in my mind
and dear to my heart.
It warms my fingertip as it will soon warm my lungs.
I bring the flame up to decorated glass.
Swirls of pink and blue,
sparkling under the dim light.
They look as if they are tangable,
like I could reach in and pick them up
and feel the softness of the colors in my hands.
Cradling the intricate designs,
as the designs cradle the green that brings ease to my mind.

I inhale.
Burning from green to black before my eyes.
Heat in my throat.
Burning so good,
hitting deep in my chest
and everything that has run wild
finally falls into place.
I exhale.

We rest on porches,
stay wraped in the protection of backseats,
or let the manicured grass hold us as we stare up into the unknown.
We are facinated by the unknown,
That of the world and ourselvs.
We explore through a window newley opened,
savoring every second of the breeze that we have discovered.

Have you ever starred in a mirror for so long you began to see just shapes
Nothing good or bad,just lines upon lines
You become so facinated by the art you see in the reflecting wall
You just began to lose yourself
Slowly forgetting about all the things you hated about yourself
Even the small things you actually like
For that short period of times nothing else seems to matter
The thought of being this perfect being that your not simply fades away
Gaining this self-confidence in yourself you never even knew you had
It's just a wonderful experience that you never want to lose
Then you snap back into reality
That moment you become so confused and sad for reason you don't know why
Thinking back in your life wondering where you went wrong
In most cases finding some false memory you want to believe is true
It's tragic really
You began to think why is life cruel
Hating ever little bit about it
Just becoming a hateful person in general
It's just sad
Why can't the images in the reflecting wall be reality

Just why...

Gazing dazing fazing
Such an amazing thing
We went, we saw, we concur
Did you get a t-shirt or just a ticket
The hall was full but we were fuller

Lets talk about your eyes that were facinated by that scene
All the secrets that came out to play
You tried to hide but my lips made fair game
Your touch was soothing yet exciting
Your breath was revealing and pursuing

You have painted dreams in my nightmares
Does your pallet ever end

Bring more of your rainbows to my storm
This heart could just mend