Something like a love song

I never really thought I would be adequate enough 

But that's before I rediscovered magic in the dust 

It just grabbed a nigga up 

Never padded it with lust

Or had to fashion it, adjust 

Or cram my passion into sum 

It just went along the wind such as water in a stream 

That thing beneath the surface went much farther than it seems 

It's the father of my dreams 

Departed from the things 

That once were partnered to my being 

Now I'm starting to believe 

That it is larger than its seems 

Larger than a dream

Within my heart is where it sings 

It should be obvious to me 

Of what this oddly thing could be 

But spotting things to see 

Is not what seems to be

All I know is whatever that lies 

I hope we won't have to sever our ties 

Before I begin to descend from my life 

I'll send a goodbye

By the end of my time 

I'm wondering if I should give it a name 

For all of the people that's feeling the same 

For now I'll just give it the symptoms it fames 

So dig through your brain

And fill in the blank 

Love is not this...illusive entity that you have to wait for or that only comes when "it's time"....Love is in us and for us all...there's just those you love a little more than others and that's hard for you to say...

• Bry