I Think of You Always
My mind... it leans .....
and thinks of you
of how my love..... it is so true
as my reflections they... come and go
is your love true?
Do I really know?
My Blue love is huge..
Your Brown love is dry...
Can we only meet ?
There's No reason why.
You are a blue hole
in my deep mind
While i search for meanings
that are to deep to find
The shadows are dark
but my reflection shines
can I see clearly...
Will I read between the lines
Can you feel me ?
Am i really there?
Is true love real ?
Or is it made of air ?