the other side that's yet to be seen
the side where spiral weaves serene
the side that's seen to be left unseen
the more that is there, just in-between
in-between the words that utter
that spit- that spout- that spew- that sputter-
sputter to utter that endless something
that leaves the mark before the sting
and the sting swirls sweet and straight to source
runs the rush of a different course
and the dreams dream the dreams, that dream to stargaze
but reality holds the stars that set the dreams ablaze
and the sting swirls sweet, more captivating
makes the worth value creating
creating the lines never traced again
the never traced before, the never traced even then
the never traced time, that never traced the when
the never ever traced, will never trace again
twist my words around your tongue
feel the sting that you have stung
that poison sweet remnant remains
ran your blood straight through your veins
ran mine through and the sting swirls sweet
and yet the match has made its meet
meeting where the stars conspire
collide, burning brighter fire
until then, the sting swirls sweet
that poison sweet you can't excrete
a reminder, spiral weaves serene
much that's left, my dear... unseen-