All the time on my mind.. like a monk in a shrine prays and wait for a sign, my heart tells me you are mine, you are one of a kind, you and I rhyme like a piece of poetry ahead of its time, its words fall up and climb down your heart and mine, within this circle of heart and mind resides our crime of hate, love, lust combined and many mixed emotions inline takes you high and down.. sometimes you feel lost and other times found, how can you not understand all the feelings raging around, pursuing happiness in a space of oddness, running when you feel love ground under your feet begging you to slow down and let your heart settle and take a breath or two of mine..