Red Flower
Can’t force the go in the ride.
Can’t force the flow of the vibe.
Reaching out is like hitting a concrete wall every time.
I sit back and play it over and over finger to the temple like a button constantly pressing rewind.
Trying this approach that approach failing each and every time.
Slowly drowning in quick sand.
Can you feel me?
Can you reach back and grab my hand?
Without you is there a safe bottom to land.
Head full of fire, full of love and desire.
Through the eyes of every stranger, I see they admire.
But it’s you, I always think of.
I am always ready for what ever your ready for so let’s dive in and devour.
From seconds to endless hours.
Your the true reason I fully bloomed into a beautiful strong red flower.
So, I must push the go in the ride.
Add spice to the vibe.
Bust through the concrete wall, even if we break down or collide.
I will keep pressing rewind until it plays right for us every time.
I Will no longer Have to reach back for your hand, It will already be holding mine.
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