holding it inside,shoving it down,
to tired to reach to the depths,
of souls,holes and voids that i know hold virtue,
worry not,the bending feeling is just your heart about to relapse,
into coma settings,surely you find comfort in color,
believe me when i speak,always a rhythm to my beat,
silky and sexy spines collide tonight,
no eyes need burning,insure yourself the need is welcome,
borrowing looks at past life's,wear her out,
do not look down,she is always looking up,
you will see her twist from corner to corner,
the built high,was of constant neglect,
hurry bind her to her pillow,smile sharp into her,
making ceased loves hurt,gently abiding by hidden rules,
to build is to be built,hand her your magic solution,
tell her its all she ever wanted,watch her move like time,
keep to hanging luck above the smoke.