Explanation of the Unknown

I've just been writing so much anarchy and rebellious stuff, I felt like going back to my softer side. I didn't have time to perform it, but I felt like sharing it anyways.

*Dedicated to my friends' relationships, and in hope my girl exists*

I am a frantic romantic,
going into a heart attack panic,
and becoming manic...
in my love-seeking story.

I wish for the existence
of an angel that I spread my wings over,
and cover from danger,
of any kind I see.

You may think it's jealousy,
or protecting a prize,
but in my eyes,
I don't want her to feel pain.

I don't want her life to be vain,
for it is insane
how bad the world can be,
and I'll protect her from what it's done to me.

But I will let her go,
for she'll be a lady of passion,
with a knack for the arts,
and we'll still never be apart.

I may be picky,
I may be shy,
but if I see an opportunity,
I won't let it pass me by.

This is making me crazy,
my thoughts are hazy,
cause baby...
you're choking me with love.

I got to go ahead
and search for that girl,
and once I find her,
I'll let the story unfurl.

What I want from her,
is a burning soul
that lights my fire,
and takes me over.

To have a love for art
as strong as mine,
so we both can paint
over the canvas of life together.

And forever we will be,
together for eternity,
in any, time, space, or dimension
Did I forget to mention?...

She's got to be loving and kind.
She's got to want me to be hers
and for her to be mine,
so we can be together for all of time.

-Jerisson DeLaCruz 5-8-10