i feel the rythem in my bones
even tho im alone
producing words thru the vibe
is now how i survive
music creating a perfect world
i could write of all i hate
more based upon my mistakes
but i choose my words like a virgin
one day to offer its purety to her
the special one of my heart
matched as light to the dark
always on my mind
that one day we both will find
the ending to my sentences
the beginning to inspirational experiences
so as i write to every tune
in hopes ill find her soon
i look up to see her in the clouds
lest i become lost in the shrouds