I don't like the title either, just needed something, because I don't like "Untitled"

Love is a spirit made of tension and connection
A dash of adolescence served with honest pure affection
I’m drunk, an alcoholic; prerogative of a poet
Filling fate-frosted glasses with fine wine and all though we know it
Will never ever be more honest than sincerity of
Breaking a kiss to hold you close while your breath is shaking
You are my sunrise, my pillow talk, my reason for
Whispering those three sweet words when we’re alone behind closed doors
Don’t ever tell me that my heart and soul is all too much
These words I write for you I hope that they are just enough
They are my innermost, uncovered by the alcohol

And when I come home from a night with you,
I pace out on the couch
Music is an art form that celebrates potential. So long as you're looking for it, you'll always find it.
Last edited by Mr.Pink101 at Jul 19, 2011,