I approach you with the heart of a child
Your music is like magic to me
You’re like a siren the way your call informs the world around me
In a technologically advanced world, you remind me what it’s like to have an old soul
As the world revolves around us, we’re reminded more and more that it’s more than just about us
Let’s abandon selfish desires for something pure… Something unadulterated…
We trip up on words unspoken. Left to the imagination, what’s unassuming becomes visceral and amplifies with each quaking moment.
Allow me to come clean once and for all. I leave my filthy rags behind for some fine linen white robes.
Let’s endure this love everlasting. Making each moment for exciting than the previous one.
Artistic Apathy 