Visualize - Stroke 9

I can think about it for many

Hours but i can’t explain it for many

More all this talking ultimately devours

All my resource for understanding at

This moment of helpless recklessness i

Awoke from my crazy dream it was

Over and i was sober the grass was

Yellow that should have been green

I don’t even need my hands to touch

You and i don’t even need my heart to

Feel you i don’t need my arms around

You i just visualize

Now all alone and very bored disliking

The feeling of being abhorred it’s too

Late and i’m too sorry not for what i’ve

Done but for who i am don’t worry

'cause i’m in no hurry every move you

Make is so calculated i’ll get through

And so will you we’ve had and we’ll

Have our chances