Untitled Writing
There's something still and simplebeneath what the eye can see
a language that your heart speaks
when you look too deep inside
I cannot convey with the words I know
what its like to look into the stars
or feel your heart when its locked with mine
when it feels were worlds apart
but your eyes they hold me closer
than your hands could ever do
and the tears I cry are yours to keep
and the laughs coat like sun beams
spread through you over you
like my hands through your hair over your skin
You follow along
when the flow is interrupted
fill in the spaces left wanting
like you were meant to be that way
Like creeping vines
that tear the tree
I infest your like
with insanity
though I can't stand
the way I am
I'll break before I bend
you never look away
through everything
you stay
my heart,
you never fade,
my love,
you never strayed.