Lost in the transition of breath taking....

As we look at each others eyes,

is like a magnet reluctant to the fog 

of darkness,

We get lost in the transition of breath taking,

they don't understand, 

is not fate is faith that such love

will be strong,

Never the less,

i confess is such a stress

what has become,

we created a war within this crate,

they can't never undertake 

such weight that lays,

right on the edge of that river flow,

so strong is that current that threaten us,

They've forsaken the mystery of love,

leaving others hungry,

thirsty of what could have been,

misunderstanding issues that both parties

experience on this long road,

is not a mistake when your heart has spoke,

is not a mistake when the knees get weakened,

as we close our eyes and we feel from far,

the sweet taste of us kissing,

angry words can not replace his absent,

for his beauty is that love he offer,

i get mesmerize looking at him speak,

like some sort art piece,

representing what is love,

sadness arises when the thought of

everything thats been gone,

in the venture of life,

taking my breath away,

Is this pure dust,

that hypnotize the body within,

like is some sort of drug

over powering its deed,

is not a common sense,

is some rare sense,

that the heart, 

the mind,

the body that underage,

and we still fight because

we want to know 

what could be if ???

If is true love....

He lead many groups of defect,

leaving me clueless of what he inspect,

never the less what he expect,

True wisdom come from past mistakes,

past regrets,

past tense,

treating like is a pest,

There is so much to learn,

but nothing has arrived,

i should know best,

kiss don't tell it all,

don't face it all,

don't change it all,

Sober in the figure of speech,

where silence is the loudest of it all,

it speak the truth,

it sense some sort of truce,

still yet we are in war,

fighting for all,

fighting for non,

We still standing,

it doesn't tell you that

is not defeating us,

Can you see pass what we are?

Can you see pass my beauty?

Can you see pass the defect that consume me?

Can you see pass what makes me weak to my knees?

And so lets begin!

lets restrain what retain us from success,

lets love truthful with no sipping to make this sex better,

Lets be honest with each other,

lets understand each other,

with no cure involved,

perhaps our trouble is such,

I see the beauty in you,

you have been poison

million years ago,

and so the rebel age is stuck on you,

and so i can relate,

and so i can pertain,

but i can not sustain,

Love letters will be long lost,

when changes are not made,

perhaps is not what you do,

is how you do it,

with what intentions,

and so the thought is what counts,

A penny for a thought,

many logs float on that river 

with full force to drag us,

and at least i want to think

we are strong enough not to be dragged

with that malicious,

menace found of fault,

If it is true love,

for we won't be logs,

we will be tree,

strong in all season,

nothing will ever over power us...