The mark of a true fool
Is not the lack of knowledge,
But the firm belief that he has
Nothing left to learn.

Sedate me with your stare
Bring me high above the clouds.
Your touch is exhilarating;
In the cover of darkness our hearts meet;
Our fingers, our thighs;
A secret is burgeoning.

You keep on stealing from me.
Your glances.
Stop; don't stop. Take it all.
My doors are unlocked.
But what does it all mean?

In my mind I rest my head,
On your shoulders;
My hands are reaching out to you
Yet our hearts never felt so far away.

Can I tell you my secret?
Your hands are rough,
But I want it around mine.
Do our lips fit like puzzles do?
Come on, lets fan the flames,
Of this candlelit romance.

Is it really you I'm meeting in the dark?

My head keeps hitting the window;
Potholes on the road.
Another day. Another dream.
The airwaves between us are silent.
Am I a fool for honing in on your signals?

It's so exciting, my one-sided romance.

I am nothing
without a soul
just a hollow shell.

I am nothing
without my thoughts
just a fool on the line.

I have nothing
left to give
I am just running from myself.

I wish I had something
left to hold on to
feels like I'm drowning in the sand.

I feel nothing
running all alone
till I bleed myself dry.

I am nothing
without you
I wish you could've stayed
I don't know where you're gone.

fiery form of Sun
and fools' vanity utter -
both displaying hearts.

Yet again,
I come back to you.
Always.
Like a fool.

i would rather be perceived for an eternity as a fool than for a single moment as a cold soul.

You didn't want me
You wanted the idea & treats of me
in another man's body you fell for.
That nice, sweet, humble, cute brotha
mix in with the right bright skin tone.