It wasn’t long far when we met,
Remember it was through the waves of intelligence.
Waves of great ideas, programmers sound story like
But deep into us it is joy for we both understood.
Like ashes fail its falls of faith
For the fictional friction aint survive through.
Dull useless thoughts as the sound of the art
Conquer the first day to glimpse, clap
No Kentucky by the side but a true piece
Of words of salvation. You kept on writing a love letter on me
Though you are sharp but it worth the reliability.
Not sure about loneliness but life was life
Before your arrival but the art you doing here above me
Above my soul, here above me
Above my soul system, the heart, the lungs but its fine
For not known historical linkage existed.
As thoughts liked my status on facebook
I amaze my amusement with smile.
Maybe for your beauty, maybe for your voice
As it cite loud the poem of change, poem of the Lord
Yes poem about Him above all, the almighty.
Like jazz melodies you do swear as romance survive the
The time in the presence of theater, those words feel as if they were written
Not for the rest but for me.
Deep in imagination, around the notion
The motion gives the lotion a chance to enforce
The enhancement of stimulation.
Like arteries serve the purpose of life
Like neurons as tiny serve the reality of one’s survival.
Probably one can agree that your eyes never stopped
To write me as I stare afar apart you but anyway it’s fine.
Between an ink and the paper there’s marriage
Interlinked by natural bond as the fossils of words
Witness the stance it tempers, while the business wise building
Could confirm the time met and spent.
Like crocodiles the skin may be rough but slowly
The melting point was found.
Certain things happen at their own will for that’s how they are//////