The shape of your body
all the colors of your mind
the ways that you got me
your interiour design

the elucidation of your Buddha
the back of you when we spoon
your hearts triangle of Bermuda
where i gracefully swoon

the signed, sealed and delivered-
time given to me presently
and the gifts of missing slivers
of the man i want to be

the curring of your belly
the pitch of your voice
You're, in love - this Machiavelli,
all sentiments Rolls Royce

and i break it down.

my body under renovation,
she play with me like a dalmatian
get a tingeling sensation
by internal levitation
and we take this relationformations location to another station

We climb the Himalayas of today
And i'm sippin on a coffee to go with a reason to stay
It's strange that
i can breath at this pace
-she got her keys at my place
when she freeze in the breeze
i cover her colder shoulder
and hold her closer
and she tease and she play
and i'm at ease when she says
that her reason to stay
is that she don't wanna leave me

Aw

Our constituent pieces
make up a composite entity
and your capturing releases
something -always meant to be

Now, tell me my life is on fire
and i won't be put out

So

The stars in your eyes
guide the way to this moonchild
and higlights the colors of the skies

And

the sexy way you walk
the shoes you wander in
your lips like theatercurtains when ya sentences begin
Your hands of time and space that invite to an embrace
The flickers of your glow,
like a paradise you drew
-I call them the pixels of you

your laugh that makes me smile
your tears that make me cry
your phone that makes me dial
your wings that makes me fly

your hurt that makes me weak
your fight that makes me strong
your voice that makes me speak
you're short, but make me long

Oh

the heal in your hands
the wings on which you fly
the tears on which you cry
the calm of your company and the dreams that you pursue
the portions and patches of loveliness
stuck on me like a tattoo
-I call them the pixels of you