
Tentacles


∆ Neural Alchemist | Self-mythologist ∆

Florida water
Spilled by my baby
Who’s father cursed me
And tries to take letters out my name
In the distance you looked like home
In the distance I felt your warmth
The best kind
Reassuring ole faithful
Trust embedded in our waves
Breaking shores holds my hand
heal my head
I couldn’t wait for me to let go
Let God
For you to lead me
His handsome visage, a captivating allure so sincere
Locked in his gaze forever was my plea
For he, with his eyes, held a world, captivating, and free
His gaze entranced my very soul
Forever, I yearned him to stay
If you want me to be happy
Leave me alone to make my peace
Give me a little of that sweet juice
Some distance to walk at my pace
Some greenery a soft mellow breeze
Time permits us to freeze
Get lost in those tall wooden things
Just let me be
Make my piece peace
One hundred lo lee years
hit the board again
be the white
read and read again
pull the tongue that licks the lips
hang em out by the sun
breaking with each moon

Captivated, I yearned for his gaze
To be seen completely, immersed in his gaze
In his eyes, a world unknown
A stranger with brown eyes