one day, maybe

who i am, is who forever i want to be. because i found something called jubilee.
like a fallen angel you appeared to me. which awoke  me from a slumber that let me see.

that, i never knew it was you that i'd be so attached too.
now the color blue has  meaning, i'm screaming, because the sky is what i want to watch with you.

now, even though the snow has almost melted.
i still feel that we are connected.

by over night, overpass, it's our love that shall last.  
letting go of the past, i hope you're my future, and a blast.

it makes me smile, when i think, if we walked a mile on the beach. to go on, down the path, to start counting peach color starfish.  no star in the sky nor in the sand, could ever grant my wish.

because ironically, you'd be there with me.

now i sit, and think, it was a month ago, that we sunk that ship of sorrow. you and i had, yesterday, began to know that what we had, has... an afterglow.  

and now you go on wholeheartedly, and tell that you dream of me. well, i must come clean and tell you that...

without my treasure in my chest, i am penniless and with hopelessness and wonder when i'll fly again.

so, tomorrow, no sorrow, will burrow, into my heart.
nor, will it be able to stop us growing closer. or even be capable of tearing us apart.

well, like i always say, passion's a form of art. while lust's a trip that we all embark. by  light of the moon, i hope to see you soon, and by dawns early wake, maybe soon i'll see your face.