my emotions bizarre
feel her impact from oceans afarin factfalter weak as if she was some altarbut truly the oneI seekshines like a diamond, alwayskeeping me in trips with assignmentslike the strip on a guitar neck, the fretthat rest in alignmentin your elect, it's like I'min perfect confinementin blindness to all else aroundany ground she travels is profoundall the exotic thoughts she inflictand bringare of deep strokeslike a pick on guitar stringsequipped and tuned at day for them specialsongs in the night play