If not me, who is there to turn to.?.
As thoughts confide with themselves needing a truce...
Your pickings is your own choice to trust...
For it's your heart that falls for the feel of the rush...
Blushing all the way through making a friend...
Yet, who is it you want next to you never looking at an end.?.
Do I not have what you seek.?.
What is it you're after when you open up your dreams.?.
How many thoughts have to be met.?.
Finely combing details to complete the pounding in your chest...
Is there any chance it would be me walking through your mind.?.
Stepping out so your eyes witness truths...
As you peep how it's in the way I have you...
Staring with the pulse rising with the excitement of being the one...
So if not me, who's going to make sure you're not chasing luv.?.
Cheated out of the finest pieces that create a home...
Awakening the peace resting with sighs that whoa...
Knowing who in the fuck you are...
Touching sensitivities as if one in the same can never be ripped apart...
In tuned with tones that haven't got a reason to ever change...
Able to speak clearly when tongues shape names...
Clutching arms around the only person that keeps you safe...
More then believing likes has evolved into the great escape...
Freeing self from the wonders in your head...
Settling for nothing less...
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