To feel that, love
wouldn't it be wonderful?
If only the world was as colorful
as the sunlight in his eyes.
hold my hands behind my back
cover my face with fingertips
to see that butterfly effect
the ripples over clear emotions
rain spattered window reflections,
autumn leaves and you and me
tomorrows, today, and seven years ago
spinning hands and spider-webs
poetry spills out of silence
read those lips that drip with lust
hold her in the dark while moonlight sings
deadly romance shatters the song
do you feel that, love?
nothing is what it seems until it's too late
never look twice and two steps forward
the past is past and future is to come