alostlittlebird
Bluelighter
- Joined
- Feb 8, 2003
- Messages
- 1,554
You've got
some kind of
gentle appeal, alluring.
Your voice,
like quiet honey slowly dripping
sweet, and soothing
I try to speak to you
and end up drowning in the thought of the words I could say
I try to look at you
your eyes just pick me up and blow me away
What kind of force is this?
I can not recognize,
The kind of mystery
that's drawn me to your eyes.
There is a piece of me,
I think it's been paralyzed
You make me feel it
Make it stronger
Bring my senses alive.
There is a place in me,
I'd like to let you inside
I think you're welcome there
past all the layers and lies
Cause when I'm next to you
the air between us dances
light reflects off of the future
and now I take my chances.
~ jeremy 12.22.04
some kind of
gentle appeal, alluring.
Your voice,
like quiet honey slowly dripping
sweet, and soothing
I try to speak to you
and end up drowning in the thought of the words I could say
I try to look at you
your eyes just pick me up and blow me away
What kind of force is this?
I can not recognize,
The kind of mystery
that's drawn me to your eyes.
There is a piece of me,
I think it's been paralyzed
You make me feel it
Make it stronger
Bring my senses alive.
There is a place in me,
I'd like to let you inside
I think you're welcome there
past all the layers and lies
Cause when I'm next to you
the air between us dances
light reflects off of the future
and now I take my chances.
~ jeremy 12.22.04
