Grace

I rise in grace tho i fall from dreams
and yet this seems
too easy for me
not real to my everyday catastrophes
where everyone is always after me
I struggle to be someone thru life's apathy
which threatens to completely collapse on me
It has to be
My own power
The tribute of my will that i dont let my life go sour
and with enlightened revelations in my darkest hour
I try to find beauty in the most simple flower
I like
How the light dances off petals, breaks over them and peels
rose colored like the color that fills her cheeks; her peal
of joyous laughter so infectious it makes us squeal
with the delightful hum of life cause its all that's real
And i can feel the energy of this world
knowing somehow that it radiates from this girl
with sensibilities so purified that my world gets swirled
im drunk off this pleasure yet we whirl and twirl
on the dance floor of this life like its our last dance
Cause this is the age for that thing called romance
And so we talk all day, and all night we text
because when your in love, u know exactly what comes next
so you treasure each moment, and live it like your last