Psychedelic Nonsense
[I hate the way some of this rhymes and some of it doesn't.:3]
I fell in love with someone today.
He's gorgeous in ever way,shape and form.
I feel as if I want him
but how to get him without his scorn
is a mystery to me.
If heaven was on Earth
and an angel walked upon us
I'm sure it would be him
his wings as red as dusk.
A summer sunset in his eyes
the midnight sky in his hair.
If I forget this moment
when I'm finally in his eyes
then I was blind, binded and unwanted.
In his eyes and his eyes only
will I be able to love without satisfaction
or content.
Until his love is mine
and what is mine is his.
And beyond closed eyelids
I see a dream.
Of technologic colours
and rainbows and robots.
Clouds that rain rainbows and flowers
and exploding love.
Behind close eyelids I see him
I see him dancing for me.
Watching him stretch
like he's reaching for me.
Watching him hold onto
a fragile reality.
But in front of me
icy blue eyes will stare.
Staring back at me,into soulful orbs
of dark brown.
Cold hands cradle
my damp teary face.
A warm body holds me close
protecting me from heartache.
I'd sing him a song and watch
him stretch out and fall.
Fall
and fall.
And rock and fall.
Falling down into the clouds
to curl up and dream of nothing.
I fell in love with someone today.
He's gorgeous in ever way,shape and form.
I feel as if I want him
but how to get him without his scorn
is a mystery to me.
If heaven was on Earth
and an angel walked upon us
I'm sure it would be him
his wings as red as dusk.
A summer sunset in his eyes
the midnight sky in his hair.
If I forget this moment
when I'm finally in his eyes
then I was blind, binded and unwanted.
In his eyes and his eyes only
will I be able to love without satisfaction
or content.
Until his love is mine
and what is mine is his.
And beyond closed eyelids
I see a dream.
Of technologic colours
and rainbows and robots.
Clouds that rain rainbows and flowers
and exploding love.
Behind close eyelids I see him
I see him dancing for me.
Watching him stretch
like he's reaching for me.
Watching him hold onto
a fragile reality.
But in front of me
icy blue eyes will stare.
Staring back at me,into soulful orbs
of dark brown.
Cold hands cradle
my damp teary face.
A warm body holds me close
protecting me from heartache.
I'd sing him a song and watch
him stretch out and fall.
Fall
and fall.
And rock and fall.
Falling down into the clouds
to curl up and dream of nothing.