Forces of Hearts

A scribe of seperation

There have never been isssues between this sea that divides us.
Choosing to be true of your affection and touch.
I'm in trouble, this drug of you has seized my inner being and controls
my destiny.
With your eyes peering into this soul of mine, getting the best of this
beast.
So I creep through the murky darkness, a Lochness theory.
Still the terrain is clouded so one could never think clearly.
So I become disillusioned with thoughts of your leaving me, it's
blasphemy.
That you could shoot me through the soul, and the cold vibe remains.
My brain becomes a slave to the plain the relax on,
play on, fulfill dreams that feel too right to be wrong.
What do I believe?
I believe in you and I, as the heart does beat and as I breathe.
Our simplicity as well as our intriguing nature only draws us to one
another.
More than acquaintances, more than friends, more than lovers.
Two tornadoes blowing away the terrain of loneliness,
Allowing the phoenix fire of affection to not be smothered.