My Beliefs Sift through All That Discourages When I am Adjacent To Happiness
Metaphorically
Metaphorically speaking of What I See
It seems destiny conflicts with pain
And fate steps in to steal the rain
where I really need the sun
Your hands buried imprints upon my
face next is a kiss on my forehead
The heat off a soul burns on the surface
as deep as underneath
Endless is all that love
Revealed beneath each layer of skin
A balance that holds infinity in both
hands cupped for me to drink the purpose
that flows inside
Seemingly not enough to be thirst quenching
Until it takes form and
Brings back the rain when my eyes
hurt from staring at the sun