Song to Myself

I settled all my scores
Just to see if you'd want more
And the spaces between your breasts
Give me room to hold your head

Your conclusions make no sense
But the sounds makes me think ahead
And the distance between your eyes
Make me recognize

You're fabricating distances beyond galaxies
And every inch you gave was like a fantasy

I don't see you in every eye
They come and take your wounds and pride
And the way you kissed my mouth
Makes me think differently

What you see in me is not representative
Be aware my heart a year ago was not in a mood to fight
But the way you compromise set a fire alight

My voice is far too tired
But a grin my heart desires
Is too far from what I need
Just like Sinatra croons and breathes

Do you not see the fragrance emanating from Mary Beth
The best of her comes closely through my after breath
And if you felt my peace then you've mistaken the weight for glee



Credits
Writer(s): Logan Welliver
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