What is love? Is it hard to define? Is it a lie...
Is it disguised as a porcelain shrine? But is...
Your voice, so smooth and tender
I hear you speak with pride...
Walking through a garden
Flowers all in bloom...
Pop-can memories
of bubbles in your throat...
Hush now
don' t you cry child...
I don't see it.
All these children saying they are in love...
If you're crying out your eyes
let the tears roll down your face...
I look into your eyes
Not understanding why...
Like the aimless dawn
that breathes lightly on a haunting illustration...
Why do people live life like it doesn't matter to...
Love is the raindrop after the light drizzle of...
as it falls upon a leaf of green...
Hold my shaking body
calm my raging fears...