Flowers and skinny jeans, and pretty little girl things are what remind me of you
Tiny smiles and docile eyes that are kind of things which remind me of you
Cheeky jokes and happy blood rushing body rumbling laughs are easy to find with you
For you are kind and wonderful, and poweful. You are my very best friend

I am sorry that sometimes
when I'm telling you about a movie
I ruin the ending
But for some reason
when I'm with you
I can feel my soul
spilling from my lips - ready
set go & trying to fit forever into a moment;
laughing like everything makes sense
for once -
Souls colliding
I loose all control over reason
cause I am ready to share
my everything (memories::moments::emotions)
with you

Maybe one day
I'll look back, and you will too
On the three times
I was just but a number for you
Five nights I spent with you as mine
And six months crying over him,
My number has not gone up in over two years
But I have helped the three of you "men"
after giving my heart away though
you didn't want it

No higher be the altitude of anybody's life
The hours pass for all the same in time we cannot buy
If given us the riches we can physically embrace
Then taken be the spirit we decided to erase
The shell of any human life is what it claims to be
If seeing is believing I would rather have the sea
Where salt is never lacking, neither sun nor moon reside
They're swallowed up by water, called by low and higher tide
I've slept inside the seasons and I've been awake in all
the winter turns to spring and then the summer turns to fall
The weather never mattered, I was happy all the while
And swimming with the fishes had me learn in single file
Before this I was dancing and parading what I knew
until I came to realize mine was not the only truth
There's nothing I could offer that could save another soul
It humbled me to pieces as I let the my person go

But what is the answer when people have died
and why is the question still asked at this time
We've *learned to be human in so many ways
attacking the Spirit and numbering days
We've broken the sky yet we beg for the sun
it shines without choosing, on everyone
We're made of the same down to every cell
let's stop drawing lines to put others through hell
The skin on our bodies was beautifully made
akin to the soul we were given in faith
Remember beginnings as endings to come
although they come slowly but hasten for some
As people we're called to be servants of those
who enter our circle when nobody knows

you've overgrown the body that contains your living soul
Surrendered it to follies that could never make you whole
And every single vine has cast a shadow on your skin
retired you to darkness made of something held within
Consider it a glimpse of what you truly want to see
forever has an eye beyond the thought of you and me
And if you want to follow every person you have won
I'll disappear completely and return to you a song
you may consider writing while the music feeds your bones
but it will not continue when you've eaten what they've known
There's nothing less eternal than the cells we cannot hold
They'll paint some kind of pretense in the stories they have told  
The flesh is only flesh if we command our human's way
forget we are eternal as we try to run the day