to be loved by you

 

A dream, you and me

We are home with candles lit

I secretly adore you honey

To my surprise I’m in for a treat

My body and brain wants you

We rustle like autumn leaves

Your careful hands and the love filled kisses

Painted across my knees

I’m so happy I could die

You are a galaxy that bring its own skies

You get eager to let my stars shine

O! To be loved by you

Dreamy home

 

A peek a boo in the streets

Beautiful soul exchange in the sheets

You’re my dreamy house

With that smile you go around

A snorty laughter, a careful posture

You’ve stood for me, miles and miles above else

You make this life better

You’re the shoulder that stays

Your lips soak them tears

You are a man of real deal

Once I heard you scared of jinxing it

I’m home with you

You’re my dreamy home

measure of performance?

 

They say you are what you do

I ask what if you couldn’t?

Are we really a measure of our performance?

Am I driving myself crazy again?

Is it another obstacle to delay the initiation?

Are my brain cells all over-powering?

Am I not ready to just do it?

I say you are what you are

I say you are undefined

Sometimes its just dark

You got to take that dark alley to hit that spot

All the beautiful places are not discovered 

And that’s a beautiful thought

Own will

 

I feel inked, my own color gone

Hidden or lost in this one-ness

All that win and all this path

So apparently it worked out or did it?

Maybe its the curse of own will

You get away with it yet your soul becomes restless

Was it a betrayal?

If yes by whom to whom?

Did I lose? Did I get inked once and for all?

Maybe forever doesn’t exist

Maybe I took the burden of going against my values

Though my values couldn’t be the boat to take me to the shore of this one sea

So maybe it happened exactly it was supposed to?

Could it be?

 

Could it be the maps followed were the people lost?

What if I’m the wisest of them all?

Crave love, crave joy of intelligence 

What if I was able to turn these heads?

What if early death means you get to live 

Could it be I have reached the end of the dream?

What if we are rats running for nothing?

What if everything’s worth a total null?