Falling
Heart beating; blood flowing; eye lashes blinking and eye lenses glowing
I'm not supposed to be falling
Body Contact Compliments Implement Confidence in my emotional Supplements that Supplement me into Commitment
Like overharvested natural resources..my past ways irradicate
Sweet Swift words I dedicate to my law abiding magistrate
That I imagine straight like a good deed paved pathway
What more can I say?
But can we put goodbyes on delay...see we've just met
Pen Paper Passion Pattern these co-related common qoutes from unfamiliar notes played to my hearts panting
Keyed by worldly words from past world lords and gods who cut through hearts by spoken word...
Swords of an internal war...
A refugee to what I never saw...I seem to fall for you even more
SO STOP...CAN WE TALK?
Or just take a walk inside each others brused and battered pathways of our hearts
Trying to understand each and evry fibre of your arterial walls and ventricles
Tryin to find that chamber that pumps love to every touch and glaze or you
As if they bring time to a complete still..i apologise it took so long to tell you how i feel
But I would be a fool to randomly access this intense feeling of non-sense called love that i possess
So like an emotional game of chess every move is well set
I'm not the type of guy you would fall for I bet
But doesn't it count that I love you even though we haven't met....
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