MixyMinx

Spilling ink river of words to which there is no meaning funny expressions kindness falls you turn your cheek she takes a peek nothing to explain time just passing the wind blows to the tune of a gentle piano the women speaks her hair is a mess the man doesn't answer he could care less time just passing a silhouette that I have met standing before me nodding his head there is something he knows a perfect sense he 's traveled the world scarred but repaired burdened and relieved a sense of peace meaning of time just passing

By the Stairs I sat slowly remembering you... Give me a moment-to think be-fore I hear the beat again then mirror it out with ink and get lost again In my sleep I dive into the o-cean made of saphire ink crashing waves of morning As i am struggling to breathe before I sink into ob-liv-ion As I hear the sound of the crisp wind bellowing harsher n' harsher as he looks at me me with sorrowful eyes and I ask him why?! but he doesn't seem to under-stand we seem to be speaking in foreign tongue yet instinct tells me we are not the only ones tell me what do you see tell me what do you want from me (love) and the night is clear in