in order to go forward, take a look behind
Concentrate on this eye winking stretch of time.
Amidst statistical equations, an image of you hides behind the number 4, and smiles that come hither smile, amidst shakespeare sonnets
No articulation, my hand bites with a frustration unequaled in the world as my pen becomes an inconsistent servant, too slow in this the most intense of moments. I can't capture you among the snow white computer screens and the jail cell pieces of notebook paper. Every fiber screams to somehow release the cascade of human emotions I'm now a POW with you. Sky blue sadness cause your sunset tinged lips are not but a soft red breath of air away. But I try, I gather whatever beauty of mine given freely to you and tread through the beckoning hurricaine that is my head and write of you. I write the words of the hoplessly poetic, and the the poetry of the hopeless.
-Sir William
Amidst statistical equations, an image of you hides behind the number 4, and smiles that come hither smile, amidst shakespeare sonnets
No articulation, my hand bites with a frustration unequaled in the world as my pen becomes an inconsistent servant, too slow in this the most intense of moments. I can't capture you among the snow white computer screens and the jail cell pieces of notebook paper. Every fiber screams to somehow release the cascade of human emotions I'm now a POW with you. Sky blue sadness cause your sunset tinged lips are not but a soft red breath of air away. But I try, I gather whatever beauty of mine given freely to you and tread through the beckoning hurricaine that is my head and write of you. I write the words of the hoplessly poetic, and the the poetry of the hopeless.
-Sir William