Looking into

[Hannibal]

Sweet saphire blue,
Shaping me into another form.

Wisking me into the clouds to envelope me in a sea of blue,
A soft blanket of calm carress,
From a childhood friend,
that color.

Hiding me away from everything,
Losing myself inside of the clouds,
Hiding even from your color.

The soft pinks, the baby blues, the whisping whites,
As I delve inside the clouds,
Looking to hide inside my little rain cloud.
When I'm away from it all.

Bringing myself back to earth,
Only to be
righted
Once more.

The corners of your mouth tease upward,
In the same direction which you lift me,
Into the heavens,
Are you waiting for me there,
The beautifull silence that surrounds me,
Rushing past my ears in the hustle bustle,
of blue skies and bodies,

passing by...
passing,
Like tides of an ocean,
the high get's low,
And the low get's high.

Are you affecting how high I am in my sky,
By the tides in your eyes?

Please tell me where to go,
The only direction I see is down,
If I fall in your eyes again,
I'll run out of air or drown.

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As miserable as life may be I hold it pretty precious...

If I lose the light of the sun, I will write by candlelight, moonlight, no light. If I lose paper and ink, I wil write in blood on forgotten walls. I will write always, I will capture nights all over the world and bring them to you.
Word And Voice
Motocross Fanatics
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[rose]

oh now i hope that u are speaking of my eyes...and no one elses???? im home. im sooooooooooooo truly sorry i didnt call u tonight. i got online to see if u were here. call me tomorrow...

oh yah i dug your work on this. sapphire blue...my fave..all of it was beautiful
~A~

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[Hannibal]

Perhaps they were your eyes, perhaps not.
Perhaps just eyes of every girl with blue's.
Perhaps not eyes at all!

I gotta call you??
The phone works 2 ways ya know, and since you didn't call last night, maybe you should call ME today

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As miserable as life may be I hold it pretty precious...

If I lose the light of the sun, I will write by candlelight, moonlight, no light. If I lose paper and ink, I wil write in blood on forgotten walls. I will write always, I will capture nights all over the world and bring them to you.
Word And Voice
Motocross Fanatics
General Philosophy