she said she found her soul,
a mix of spirituality and little drops of religion,
me, I am watching from an unbeliever's eye,
she found the creator,
but her actions make me doubt -
what to make of her,
plugged into the universe,
I am drinking the little I can get from her soul,
she found her self she writes,
her eyes cry blue,
her words paint happy,
but there's little darkness in her thoughts,
she struggles with her personality,
I try to hold on to her,
she said she found her self,
transcended her physical form,
I just want to touch the sweetness she drips,
she leaves me in gasps.
she meditates with the morning dew,
she sings space melodies,
makes me smile with my midnight pain -
my horror dreams,
with her visions, she paints a new world,
creating forms like a God,
our conversations get deep,
I get drunk in tune with her vibration,
she whispers softly in my ear -
hold my hands,
we are going on an adventure,
day turns to night, turn off the light,
drink deep from my soul,
kiss my lips drown deep in my dreams.
she said she hears the universe talk,
aliens whisper,
she has gifts from another world,
beauty from the other side,
picture of her face, lonely she appears
she has this vibe, this aesthetic,
a force that hooks my soul,
she holds all of me,
alley walk with the street lights,
when we hold hands,
I get high in her presence,
her aroma like the morning music,
slow beats like a calm heart,
I am lost in her presence,
I let my self get lost.
