| Peach Blossom On A Grapevine Picture this sound, This feeling you find euphoric. Picture this girl, Enchanting, metaphoric. Picture this smile, Untouched beholden relic. Picture this scene Slowly moving and angelic. And picture me, Hiding here but staring. Trying to be Someone bold and daring. Swallowing whole These embers on my tongue, Still picturing, I know this can�t be wrong. Remembering me Proud and close-minded, Remembering her, Unwillingly blinded. Recalling the time Expectations were wild, Recalling the line Fed to the innocent child. Imagine this Amber flavored glazing. Remaining still, Open mouthed and gazing. Be patient though, Love�s amber colored gloss Might take you slow, This is not yet your loss. Wanting to be Some kind of foundation. Striving to be Every expectation. A dire need to Share these embers with you. A desperate need to Share this flavor with you. |