FALLING HIGH

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FALLING HIGH

Every moment on this island is treasure

And it’s not the gold that glitters that makes me wonder

It’s the beauty in front of me that i can’t measure

That has caused me to jump off this cliff and fly higher

Higher than I could have of ever thought of going

Heading for a cloud that seems so close to the ground

I’m on a flight that sure feels like I’m falling

Falling high and never hoping to land

Enjoying the drop as a rocket falling from the moon

It’s my lust and love for falling down that drives me

The feeling of the wind caressing my every sense

The rush my brain experiences as I lose consciousness

My teeth holding on to its gum as my mouth swings wide open

My heart beating fast to the rhythm of my heads drum

It’s the feeling of falling in love

Yet it feels higher than the experience of the empire state

Whoever said falling was such a bad thing

They sure have never seen loves pit before

Glorified in a wonder beyond words and thought

Design and graphed on two legs, a magnificent body and an awesome face

Soulful eyes that takes your very breathe away

Sweet soft pink lips that create imaginations that words dare not say

I’ve never flown this high and still falling at the same time

I’m in love and I’m falling real high.

Comments

Xo said…
rili awesome...aldoh m nt a fan of d whole luvy /dovy tin buh diz 1 almost made me a bliver
7 January 2013 at 04:07
George said…
nice... like the new layout.. sweet one
8 January 2013 at 05:58
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