I knew it was wrong but I dove in for keeps. Now I find that I'm sinking because I went way to deep. I don't care anymore. No matter how hard I try to fight and run, you still hold all the cards. That one last glimpse of me and I think of what was last heard from those lips. Needing you in solace, thinking of what was last heard. I find myself sinking and I fell to hard. I tried so hard to fight it but I fell to hard. You turned your head to look at me, told me things I never knew. That one last glimpse of me and those last few words from your lips. I try to keep from fearing, my face has been forgotten. That you flew off with wings knowing nothing but your song. Who knows where it will lead, back to the places you left your seed. I told myself not to, but I fell to hard. Yet no matter how hard I try to be free of you....... you still always hold all the cards.
Pure beauty. This is the only thing that came to mind from seeing this work of art. Keep up the good work.