random thoughts about grace that came from the west

yerrey

on the same plane
going different ways
i open my hand
to show the palms
with lines that do connect
yours and mine

open the window
let in the breeze
the feeling
the messenger
of the thoughts that words can't convey
because there are no words that contain such grace

ocean eyes
aura of diamonds
pearls washed upon the sand
i know this isn't your kingdom come
for you should also get a garage
to the keep the momentos from all the hearts u broken

our palms predetermine the lines that would cross and connect
yours and mine
a kingdom paved by tomorrow
a kingdom that is tomorrow
yours and mine

this is all i can come up with
i hope we can cure our relationship
i know sorry isn't good enough
this world isn't what u deserve
such grace deserve a garage as well
to the keep all the fruits from the kingdom fit for a queen

.........................

love hurts
mary hurt me
but i love mary
:(