Speak to me.

Walls meant to crumble.. stood stronger than our love.

I dream of perfection,

Intuitive infection grabbing my mind with your thoughts. 

Intellectual chemestry creating positivity in my mind.

Hold me down with mental stability.

Let fresh words expload from your heart,

And I will pick up the shattered pieces after the storm has stopped.

Lyrically express your emotions to me.

 Fill my soul with the fire that burns the eternal desire inside of your heart.

 Relay the replay of your thoughts threw the verbal manifestation of your innerself.

Release the temptation of your over indulgent mind into mine.

 Let me be the sultrey sweet seduction of lustful innuendoes-

    that have corroded the blood vessels that stand erect from your outter shell.

Sweep me away with the semi sweet words of love that you hold in the lock box you call your heart.

Wrap your words around me like your arms,

  and let me feel the saftey of your verbal embrace.

As your words become colorful like a four leaf clover,

Blowing whistles into the wind-

Blowing across the sky- caring its tune from ear to ear.

Metomorphosing into soft wispers of words-

Ascending like butterflies infront of my eyes.