"Sonata - To Love"
I.
Thinking of you everyday
As the sun preforms its habitual suicide
Via drowning itself in the western horizen.
II.
The cold air slowly came
As if taking its time
Not willing to stop for anything.
III.
Yet still - a strange smell was in the air
Like a fire in the cold of winter
A paradox of thoughts; All of which for nothing.
IV.
Raking my mind for an answer
In which none there was to find
I sighed as I looked at the fading cerulean skies.
V.
Yet even then I had no worries
Not one at all; the smell was easily ignored
Yet not as easily as I had at first preceived.
VI.
It still invaded mine senses
Like somethig that could not be avoided
It was something inevitable; yet still that fact I tried to deny.
VII.
Here it is - my last judgement
I wish justice had been served
Yet if it was then why still do I look at a black;
not white; velvet sky?
I.
Thinking of you everyday
As the sun preforms its habitual suicide
Via drowning itself in the western horizen.
II.
The cold air slowly came
As if taking its time
Not willing to stop for anything.
III.
Yet still - a strange smell was in the air
Like a fire in the cold of winter
A paradox of thoughts; All of which for nothing.
IV.
Raking my mind for an answer
In which none there was to find
I sighed as I looked at the fading cerulean skies.
V.
Yet even then I had no worries
Not one at all; the smell was easily ignored
Yet not as easily as I had at first preceived.
VI.
It still invaded mine senses
Like somethig that could not be avoided
It was something inevitable; yet still that fact I tried to deny.
VII.
Here it is - my last judgement
I wish justice had been served
Yet if it was then why still do I look at a black;
not white; velvet sky?
