When you look at me you look a little longer.. it makes me want to linger
When you shake my hand you hold on a little longer.. like you're memorising my fingers
When you talk to me you do so detailedly and every words has an appearance
an emphatic craft
What is this painting? A painting of me and you living and loving?
A desire that is beyond the borders of your trifling commitment?
You know I am a believer.
I believe that we want the same Drug
but like double magnets we repel
In spite of that I still believe in us
In the sincerity of my feelings.
I believe in you.
I believe you need me as I need you....
I pray you look at me wanting a little longer... I want to linger
I wish you'd have the will to hold me and hold me a little longer... please know my fingers
Talk to me displaying your emotions and coherce mine
Let our minds romance together in a forbidden caress
And if there's a world where all I have believed, prayed and wished is a lie and my words are illusion then terminate me..or salvage my remainants.. because I'm in too deep