The panorama of life,twitches your soul day and night. The bright blue yonder and the light at the end of the tunnel. Leaves your heart in a ruthless state. You no longer feel that great, her spine tingly touches and the warmth of her love, she captivates your soul like a heavenly creature from above. The moments of memories the years of pain. The feeling of holding on to yourself least you no longer remain sane, you lose more than you gain, the birds and the trees no longer find comfort for me. The blueness of the sky, gives companionship to the larks. These are the journey's for the soul to embark. Dark are the nights and gloomy are the days. The sun no longer shines through the clouds so grey. Nature weeps with the broken soul, she cannot comfort you treading on this journey so cold. She breaks down her tears in the form of rain. She thrives in your pleasure and feels your pain. Her name is the taste that remains appealing to your lips. Her skin lingers on your fingertips. She isn't around to watch those dimples as she smiles. She keeps quiet and waits for her time. You may remain broken, she isn't your fix. She looks forward to the love she missed, she wants your love and arms to hold, you kiss her lips and watch her knees go weak even before she's old. Like quick sand your two broken souls go weak. She will hold on to you till her eternal sleep.
Written and composed by
Timothy Justin Rudolph Rodricks
