Tonight the lamplight swirls and glistens. Melting itself upon my face. I'm hanging my silhouette near the shoreline. I'm swimming underneath in the noontime.
You're a painting with symbols deep, a symphony. Soft as it shifts from dark beneath. A poem that flows caressing my skin. In all of these things you reside and I.
Hey I am. Having a little trouble. Again with myself. Today I would label out of the ordinary. . Hey I read. The words to label him. Said he strikes a tune mighty fine.