Saturday, August 3, 2013

Space, Moon and the Ocean

Simple admiration through a video,
Type of personality that sinks into your soul,
Deep down its not intimate yet I want to know,
Things about you so I can figure out your hi and your lows,
Tuning our conversations for the perfect pitch like its only audio,
Never speaking on topics that synchronize to your woes,
Swimming through an abyss of crows,
A dark cloud that overlooks a concrete in the rose,
Not saying your imperfect because you far from it,
Not saying your the darkness more like your the star in it,
Your life is the perfect movie and only you should star in it,
Regardless of what I say though I feel you'll take offense to it,
Not due to you but my mind and heart aren't congruent,
So everything sounds just foolish, colored in a blue gradient,
Fading me when,
I'm expressing simple things or asking you how your day went,
Because I'm trying not to sound eager,
Yet I never learn lessons the first try so I leave it to beaver,
To chop away at the wood,
to carve conversations that seem good,
Like a mirror I want to know your reflection,
Not in a perverse way but so I can study imperfection contrasted with perfection,
The first being I second being you,
I could tell you a million compliments that held truth,
Not saying your fishing for compliments just saying I want to know you,
You caught me off guard like a fish out of water and I just want to show you,
Being in your atmosphere leaves me short of air,
But when you talk to me it leaves me without care,
Well not really completely but close to it,
Just being honest yet I feel this won't work like this situations a recently closed door and I walked into it,

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