Peace and Thought.

When the sweet you are becomes to much to taste.
My lips will quiver and forbidden they are to touch.
With lingering doubt and a blind eye to see,
When destruction of faith will set you free.
What dream will prove you to me.
My heart bleeds from the pain I see.
Tears fall to a soft melody
Sneak on to fight the memory of tyranny, survive and let be.

Looped with elegant swirls you write your love down.
Confessing your ample good mood and pleasantries.

A new world to find.
A city lost to the false dreams perceived.
And to end it has.