the way i see things, i am above the skyline looking down through your apartment window.
i see your thoughts like words in a comic strip.
you are small, i am infinite.
my entity engulfing the city and sunset in a warm blanket, i sing you to sleep with the wind.
and in my arms you're small, yet secure - tucked inside the fold of my arms.
the dangers of the world below are that of a raindrop on our annual parade - just enough to make you bat an eyelash, yet no harm comes of it.
your being melds into the scenery as you hold on tight to the moment - as if to establish yourself in time.
but you know in the recesses of your mind that the present is fleeting and must be replaced by the present of another day.
just for now, however, there are no laws of nature, no forces combating against such ecstasy.
love is all we know.
i see your thoughts like words in a comic strip.
you are small, i am infinite.
my entity engulfing the city and sunset in a warm blanket, i sing you to sleep with the wind.
and in my arms you're small, yet secure - tucked inside the fold of my arms.
the dangers of the world below are that of a raindrop on our annual parade - just enough to make you bat an eyelash, yet no harm comes of it.
your being melds into the scenery as you hold on tight to the moment - as if to establish yourself in time.
but you know in the recesses of your mind that the present is fleeting and must be replaced by the present of another day.
just for now, however, there are no laws of nature, no forces combating against such ecstasy.
love is all we know.
