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The King Fish Would Understand
What's the point of being the King
When the court's been emptied and I'm all alone
The silence always surrounding me
Sore and tired eyes staring at the Queen's dusty throne
For a moment my gaze is set to my feet
I push through the pain to walk my once great halls
Slow foot steps echo across the chipped marble floor
Just like me, torn tapestries still adorn the faded walls
Yet look at the pillars standing tall and proud
It's sad, I wish I could say the same about myself
But it has taken me way too many years
To finally learn that gold is the lowest form of wealth
With a scratch of this mangled grey beard
I've figured it out, so I give a wrinkly cracked smile
Something so simple all my life I have missed
Now I can look, to bad it took all this while
The better days
Have gone away
Now I know what I want
Nothing more than just a simple kiss
And as much as I try
I just can't seem to find my way back from this
We begin
In our arms we embrace
Soft smooth skin
Our bodies come together
Our hearts begin to race
Your head rests
Comfortably on my shoulder
My hands pressed
Upon your back moving down
Slowly becoming bolder
You let out a sigh of relief
Like a warm breeze it crosses the back of my neck
My lips greet your cheek
It wouldn't even matter if we were the only ones left
Our hearts beat faster
Our skin becomes flushed
We have forever
So there's no need for us to rush
Your eyes remain closed
As you release an instant smile
My soul becomes warm
We sit completely satisfied for a long long while
No words are needed
Our eyes express all that there is to know
Carrying innocence
Bringing us closer and as one connecting our souls
For a moment we pull back
This feeling of love
That no one could possibly dismiss
Like two silent rolling waves
We meet in the center
Lost within this passionate kiss
Overwhelmed
By this flood of emotions
Increasing
All levels of devotion
The moments have all but passed
We could let the years fly by without a single care
And with that you fall asleep
As my fingers continue to wander through your hair
It's a happy thought I'd like to hold
Everyday people find it with the utmost of ease
I'm actually afraid to take it for my own
Because in my arms she could crumble
And blow away with the slightest breeze
