Psychedelic Love

The sky is falling

My mind conjures over whether to believe my heart or not…

Crucify the outcomes to pursue the now

Now, I see the outcome out ways many

I can see the fire that blazes within your heart

The upper hand is a must, must be manipulated, to manifest these mutual feelings

Maturiry comes first…

Darkness tries to compel me but the light seeks out its options, opting out so many altercations, relating to relations with so much dedication

I dedicate myself onto your name

Your mind

Your body and soul

Your spirit confines me and makes me whole

Feeling is strong, whether or not you fight

So strong….I won’t fight

It wouldn’t be right