Pure

You'll have to drink from my soul

To know for sure

My intentions, my feelings

The distance to my core

Touch me with those lips

For those who did, for sure

Know how far they could see

Standing at my heart's door

Maybe your mind, gets lost in the sight

However sad, it is full of light

The static in my heart, is a bit too loud

You look for a way in, then a way out 

For those who did, for sure

Knew that they didn't have to knock

And yet, they threw rocks

Standing at my heart's door

And yet their lips, imprinted on me

The proof that they had the cure

To what was broken, but stayed pure

You'll have to drink from my soul

To know for sure.

 

 

-Al