You rule over my souls,
you strum on the fineness within me,
on occasion you'll find them with a look
and/or in one weak whisper.
Whether in a movement that's hidden,
(or) a word that's said without knowledge,
a smile that's random or specific
you are in these, in all these.
I'm the hollow of all your arches
I'm the seas that flow to you
I'm a bird saying a poem
and without you there's nothing with me...
Disappointments that I gather my strength from
and my dreams are difficult, but
when frequencies flourish a lot,
I prayed for you in secret.
There were fires within me and more
I turned to be someone else
I'm slipping away silently
you be my tombstone.
I'm the hollow of all your arches...
I'm bridges to all your words
a falling star during your nights
within me there's a path to all your being
I'm drowning in your image