Butterfly kisses

Eyelash to eyelash
Your just in arms reach
Holding onto this grasp
That pulled me so deep
The current overwhelmed with static between us
It carries direct more then ever before,
Still but curved and swerved around again
Because its a map of love with coordinates only few can understand
The special ones who take the walk of shame just to make themselves worthy
Few who claim to be unholy
But accept others as the worlds most famous goalie
An taking on another's mistaken fee.
The few who understand
What is so beautiful
About you and me