Lovely Girl

That lovely girl, her lovely face, too many facets too much time to explain
The way she moves, like 1,2,3. Baby your grace is enough for me
So young and this life will give you all you can claim, baby girl, I didn’t even ask you your name
So rude of me, that’s not how I move, here’s a drink baby, let’s toast to you…Baby let’s toast to you and the way you move
So maybe you can roll with me.
Let’s toast to you and the things you do…So maybe you can roll with me.
Yeah, it’s a quarter past two and 2 days passed since I encountered you.
My mind’s racing and I’m waiting, waiting at the bar for you…just to encounter you again
Oh, that face, so many facets of grace, so many things you bring this world, damn baby girl
Maybe you can roll with me….

-Dmaya

FLYING HIGH

Your words invoke my daydreams, and on silent nights, I can hear you scream
Your thoughts are an entrance to my vision of everything
The tides low and the wind wails, wanting; wanting to ensnare the hope of lost seas
A guide to find everything that was lost in memories…a map of the centuries…

So will you go, will you travel, will you take my hand
Would you be at my side, would you take a dive, would you share my secret plans
Would you cover me, can you shelter me, my night times and my daydreams
Or would you bury me? Because deaths like a symphony…a chilling soliloquy

The grays of Sunday still call me to join them, a vision of past lives and lost friends
I pound on the Rock until the surface starts to bend…I can feel it giving in.
An open heart still has its pitfalls, so those of ill minds can take a stroll
They end up in pathways of turmoil, distress, and those catacombs…filled with like minds of long ago.

So will you go, will you travel, will you take my hand
Would you be at my side, would you take a dive, would you share my secret plans
Would you cover me, can you shelter me, my night times and my daydreams
Or would you bury me? Because deaths like a symphony…a chilling soliloquy

I never meant to, never tried to, but my actions speak, from a broken wing to warm spring to frozen street.
I can take the dive, I can fantasize that you’re there with me. But we both know that this broken road, never cared for me.
So I take a stand, I’m my own man, and I’m bound to be. More than infinity, your eternity, my own serenity…….
You won’t travel down a road that is nameless….you’re a boundary to your own happiness, but blameless
No need to explain why, the answers clear. Your heart contains, No morals, No faith, and No fear…