No human being heard

How could these songs delude,

As if It were unfounded, yet misunderstood

Delve into pleasure senses of a word

Here we go again, music in my ears,

Drowning out the dryness of the years

The same refractive pattern

And with a deeper passion

Thread me a mystery

Wake me up when daydreaming,

One look, a definition

When the end doth appeal

A long lost vision

That moment of truth under my skin

Alive it glistened

The ink that blots the sentence seam

Imagination gets me into trouble

Words just burst the bubble and this effortless silence .

Oh my its all sew subtle, this loose thread

I hate to ask, but it wont let me tie up the end

Would you find me so destructive,

Enough to sew an entire tapestry

Free my repeating symetry

Make an illusion of my past

Some times mystery

Centres around meaning,

A fools endevour searching for love