Paving our new map.

I'll always remember you sitting across from me, with eyes as beautiful as the evening stars. Your piercing will into my heart, I never thought i'd be so easy to install, and now forever with the taste of love.

Falling to your warm gypsy magic now upon my mind, your fingers around my heart,

bare a cascade of emotion I can't contain.

Breaking from my rusted cage,

within the embers of another lost page.

Thus give cause to the wind.

Lost in the circumstance I give you the pen,

to sketch a new route through these roads.

Let spill out the ink and stain tire marks upon our map,

and may it then shed fragments of our love into the tightly wound threads.

May it pull up the true colors and soak in some of our own.

Leave the details to our fate,

and the shades to our will.