~Life, Adapted By Aly~

It's the one word I can never say It does not yet exist The pounds my tongue seems to weigh When I try to describe this Could knock me to the floor So hard I'd leave it cracked But all the pain I would adore No injury even has an impact Now that I have you. My lips can barely conjure a quiver So no one has a clue For I have no phrases to deliver So I attempt using love as its label But my heart leaps in protest A brief pause to make myself stable I still have nothing to suggest. And so I allow myself to succumb I just let myself yield To words that may never come But could not be more real.

your pictures loom over me can't fight their gaze always-- when my eyes are open or closed it's just like the worst type of maze I'm trapped by your face but it's trapped by a frame. Our feelings hit the frame and froze stranded, soaked up in the storm love remains at least in photo form.