are you leaving so soon?
the stove is still warming.
i`ve been waiting on this moment for so long now.
the perfect minute to paint a story, a novel of color.
a flawless perfection in the air we breathe together,
a gold plated trophy on my wall.
a flawless perfection in the air we breathe together.
i want to show you.
the clock passes time, so insecure as i wait.
the phone never rings because the walls we build confine.
i`ll mend my own connections, when time is sacred to you,
these pages are white with unsung melodies and unwritten memories.
