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Gravity

 

Your existence is my gravity 

Not being loved by you would be a tragedy

When you left your absence was a cavity

Every time I’m high is when you laugh at me

Sometimes I wonder if you ever really see me

Smokin in the studio got us feeling soul touchin telepathy

Why’s this music so dark but your are eyes so light?

They make me thing of Venus on a clear night

Your eyes are blue oceans filled with love your too scared to let anyone swim in.

I wonder how long it will take before you let me dive in?

Humming Nothings Gonna Hurt You Baby while I’m painting in your studio

Id watch you make magic in your keyboard wondering can a Pieces really fall for a Leo?

 

Written March 2020

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