i dream of a place where your eyes are the stars
and a world that worships the sky
you are the heart of my day and the soul of my night
ice forms and i cant find my way
my eyes are like the way of life
and my body like the way i go
when i look into your spirit i see what i could have been
the ice is you and i want to see you in your purest form
without the cold that has dictated my life untill this moment
you are what i seek and i wont be undermined
looking into the far reaches of the world in which you live
the mind, where you reside, is like a breath taking sight
that steels the wit and slows the mind
the only way to detain the end is the way that i have chosen
and the way is the way ive been
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