Heaven is the canvas that haunt me for weeks. Days I'm a fiend without end. For a kiss like strawberries. The taste of illicit depths again and again. Bittersweet the idea of a sultry form. A artist's hands slowly to crave and yet ache to comprehend. To know I paint with words. A magician with butterflies and fireflies as a heartbeat. To know I belong. Someone so sweet. I adore her even when the rain made tears. Knowing she has this beauty in her ways. Angry and my fire becomes insatiable. I go away yet wander just to get lost and I miss you is a fever away. Undying I tremble to the idea that she's mine. Amazing is the word I used to describe her All the time. In dreams I cradle her softly. I'm selfish and yet possessive to the softness like warmth my heart melted to find. Deliriously I lose the ideal of my shit. When she in the door of my dreams every time. Yet I think of her without thinking. Damn this subconscious adoring this tenacious angel of mine. Knowing I want oblivion if it tastes like heaven. Every day every night. I fall. Sick in love. All hours of the night. To know she makes the idea of falling bottomless. Yet my emotions locked in. Shot clock. Buzzer rings. They say Love is blind. But I rather be blind like glue to her every night. Then in a world full of agony yet darkness outside darkness. Than to leave her behind. Cuz she is always amazing to me. Even miles away. Amazing for her is the word my subconscious my very being can only say every day every night. Cuz her on my mind. Makes time non-existent all the time. So forever there she is. And no one I mean no one understands why. I lose everything on top of everything. Just to be her entirely. Cuz time not being with her. Is simply a waste of time.