I think im in love guys

Your words of silken tongue

Entrance me evermore

Through every born revelation

I close the gap of heavens door

Each conversive transaction

Blasted to fractions

By the second

For when I long to call you a kindred spirit

Be it by picture or by lyrics

I long for your kindred spirit

My visage of you tho full of holes

Is shaped in gold

As I await the thrilling stories yet to be told