don't feel blue...

it's hard to look around in the wonder of who's out here that'll give that feel... once the passing of having what you've craved as been held n let go with the moments that ended on the making side of life's steel... it's like the luv opens up n swallows an eternity of ache jus wanting to release the feelings possessed n left behind wanting come along so they're neva to be alone... when you've found that one person that connected on levels within n having to walk away luv doesn't quite explain the torment set in the movement of the hearts zone... it ain't easy to look up as if ur wanting to stare into eyes that find u emerging from the smut... n it comes to be in the depths patches heal like nothing eva happened to the broken trust... it'll change ya in ways ur own secrets call out to ears so u too can be known... as self stands back up in due time so lif can come around to what is to be shown... knowing what it takes n what to seek in an other that truly entices the maturity level of minds... coming through as there's no fucking place to hide... going with the response given as u find yourself at the door made of dreams with a friend standing still as home becomes a thing worth coming to... put to use by the will of compassion's unrested drain that's searched high n low for ya to slow ya roll, kick back n get loose... passion has a way to reunite u as a package to be felt by the same hands that'll hold their own... as everything you've managed to tell yourself twist back in to view n once again become more than grown... even i believe time corrects the rotting that takes place beneath the level of expectations gone wrong... n for each tide that flows there's most definitely a rather real song... moving to the rhythm of the one who reaches in with true intent... as u grab ahold of what you've longed to have come along n have more than enough time to be spent...