Catch 22 Music

I love your eyes, I know they can stare through my thoughts. You breath as delicately as vapors flowing towards an attractive flame. Please let me hear more of that wonderful sound. Your cleverness helps me breathe without the need of oxygen. In your presence even my shadow acquires the sensation of touch. What wonderful vibrations you are capable of. Your eyes show as many deep and full shades of fire as a volcano in heat. How can I help but use your eyes as a means for self-asphyxiation? If I could have just one wish, it would be to wake up to your songs in the morning. How beautiful is the snowshine in your eyes, so directly current from the static in your mind. The skin I shed is a perfume that makes water bubbles so terribly clear to me. Your eyes show as many deep and full shades of fire as a thousand supernovas. Polished rock candy comes ever to mind when thinking of you. The sand runes crossing your divided consciousness do speak of contemptuous monsters being slayed by flying phoenixes.