Wasteful thinkin goin untamed in a mind without limits to climb... Pickin loose the chains imagination to rattle to the sounds of freedom fallin behind... Chasin the edges echos vibin to no sense of direction blinded by distance wantin life... From the darkness within followin the scent on fresh air clingin to the feel of defined... Lust n luv linger in the feel of intensions on the move in between the lines... Seekin the silence to speak with the leak drippin into the open so wide... Splash, with the dip, words play in the moisture where the tongue will forever resides... Lickin the creativity senseless into a moment of tempted sighs... That's where I can be found caterin to motions cut out from the cloth of emotions jus to evade a lil time... Unbound without restrictions twiddlin the twirl that diddles a constructive rhyme... For no reason of why to ask of the paradox to become mine...