My heart doesn’t have a name

My soul has lost all its faith

Integrity is beaten by loneliness

Every night a dream is launched

Launched into the bigger picture of my mind

Starring a beautiful someone

Produced by God himself

Directed by the angels

There’s a voice in my inner self

Shouting her name constantly

Begging me to do the right thing

But my mind can’t distinguish between right and wrong

Because her face makes me speechless

I can feel my hand shaking

My voice is breaking I guess I’m afraid

Is it her voice that makes me like this?

Or is it because I care?

Because my eyes are always astounded

My love is always found

Her voice has been copied into the V.I.P section of my brain

And duplicated for future reference

Reference of the soft hearted

Because since I saw her, love is around me hate has departed

Thoughts are coming into my brain department

Every night I look at the stars, but they don’t shine enough

Then I go and sit in the dark, but it’s not dark enough

Then I start to think of her coz no matter how much I think of her I never get enough

I need her signature on my heart

Engraved with letters of diamonds

And polished with the scents of love