Lacking the will to maintain the pain
Of loneliness, amorphous memories remain
Of never tasting the decadence the elixir of love contains
So I'll chance you and pray blessings cascade
Mistake #1 was trading sensation for communication
Which birthed vast gray spaces much like cloud formations
Was it just my sexuality that sparked your imagination?
Hopefully not, cuz that heart on my sleeve is more than decoration
Spontaneity is the salt that adds spice to your life
So set the truth on the table and I'll name the price
Put your soul in my palm and I'll roll the dice
And never sample the Devil's pie or offer me a slice
Then our emotions will become our greatest contender
That's a battle worth losing, so why not surrender?
Because a gift like that is recognized by it's splendor
Nothing else comes even close, or touch is more tender
"Good things happen to those who wait" they say
So I'll remain patient until what's real comes my way
Now I'm hoping you'll show me the true you one day
And make our future colorful instead of 12 shades of gray...
Yeah....that's one of my favorites outta the whole book
Anyway, anybody that knows me knows this is a draft and I don't break my neck to make things rhyme sometimes (I just say it and write it down)
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