Lights

I was driving with my boyfriend and I thought of this

The street lights going down 295 ... He's taking me home and the musics blaring .. He touches me and His hands feel like silky gold trapped in a bottle of hope and desire, tranquility wrapped up in love and glued like every kiss that sealed our lips together. His heart as much as I want it, but my heart skips a beat of every, I love you. it seems to take my breath away, he takes my breath away. Passion,letting it rest on the tips of our fingers, passing it through each other like a charge. Passing it on, it tingles and goose bumps form at the edge of every glance. Everything seems to stop and stay still, yet time goes so fast and doesn't stop, not even for a second but the same second you look into my eyes all my worries slip away. She knows who she is, like the palm of her hand she holds aces and eights and never makes the right move. Like the darkness is a disease and the silence is an infection, you always carry it or the fear you have will kill you, face it and you can have the power to over come the dark, but sometimes you're just standing in the way of the light. Let it grow wings and push all of my worries away and watch it fly, fall and die. Wither away like flowers in autumn. I know every light fades but I hope this one never does. Hope is hugging me, holding me in its arms, wiping away my tears and telling me that today and tomorrow and two days from now I will be just fine and I believe it. If I were to travel or write about everything I saw like a diluted staggered dream, my wish would come true and everything that's gone is just lost and put in the right spot.We can't admit that love is the perfect crime because if tears could turn into diamonds, we'd all be rich and twisted by thinking pain is the best medication when it's not. I love you more with every breath you take
And blink of your beautiful brown eyes,Except this type of love is mature and comfortable
And loving you makes me feel safeAs long as you know you’re mine, I’m never letting go So delicate and pure
But it seems like its just much more than that But my favorite days are with you
And the best will be when I see you
Hopefully this isn’t passionless
I put more passion in what I do than love is perfect
So more of a way to find who we are
Than blaming everyone else for what we do with the passion that escapes our bodies
And ruins their life more than help with something tha doesn’t need to be helped
And maybe if we put more effort than not
Wed all love something that seems more special than the day before
This is why we try and struggle to put what little faith we have back into what we truly love
And that’s why I have you and I know every light goes out .. But I hope this one doesn't