Moogz

One organ, both literary and figuratively controls our lives. Giving us life and giving us love. One organ, either literally and figuratively, it controls us. Slaves us to feelings of want, longing or lust. Without it, we lose not only ourselves, but our well being. Trapped in an emotional cage, feelings of temperament building. It make take a while or never at all. The drive of the mental heart plagues us all. This could force you to do things you would not normally do. Or make you invisible, leaving only regret and pain. Like if you been shot many times and never went to see a doctor. Bled out and only the shell remains. The pain is

Stumbled into my living art Beauty of unforeseen magic Pounded what was my heart Left by its own fatal tragic Heart with own eyes seemed Speech fall beneath stumbles Be still my feverish fiend Grace created from a living model One simple as only a smile Elegance sweeps from beyond Guilty loves quickly in trial Not never believes a bond Moments imitates forever Time idles over laziness Thoughts ponders its endeavors Outpouring emotions distress Hearts longing beyond mute Love captures successful pursuit

And we're worlds apart I'm not sure just where to start It's a shame just to disregard That something so sweet, coming to an end And everytime I see your face With all my heart, just begins to race Causes my mind to be in a daze But its hard to see it coming to an end Am I over my heart, Or is it over me As a love like this, Can it let me be For it to turn around, And set me free Am I over my heart, Or is it over me And can we just turn the page Or maybe we can just rearrange The feelings for this brand new age Away from it coming to an end And can we both just realize That love to some is not just a prize But my heart just

The mind of a passionate heart, Only fueled by this love alone. Lovingly words only spaced apart, Making this wanted love known. In the works of this melodic sonnet, Only these words to show this love. Unknowingly making a silhouette, Of a Heavenly Angel from above. The murmurs of her beauty comes afar, Only mystic and mysterious as her. Hair golden as the farthest star, And eyes of crystal blue water. In the mind of this heart creates, This quiet passionate heart awaits.

I've always wondered, from that time, If things were different then, would've you been mine? But I just lay in bed, in the middle of the night Thinking of that time, did I do something right? (Chorus) Now I just wonder. Now I just dream. Waiting for one day, I see your smiling beam. How could I've been crazy? How could I've not care? To push away the only love, my heart is left in despair. Time goes and comes, I live my life it's true. But not another day goes by, and I'm thinking of you. Would I ever get to see you face, or even a smile. What I did to my heart, I should've on trial. (Chorus) Now I just wonder. Now I just dream.

From my eyes, can only see. The unstill beauty, stands before me. No time goes by, not even a second. Just as time stands in its place. Only of wonder and of bewilderment Murmurs into the mind. Drunking with thoughts and dreams. From the foreseened past laid before.

Am I awake? Am I dreaming? Is it me or just my fantasy? Was it me or was it my mistake To leave you in this state. I lay awake, without you beside me Wondering how to bring you back Weak and confused, I used those words Now you're gone; how do I bring you back? (Chorus) I used "I'm sorry" one to many times. Now you're gone, and I now realized It was you I needed, my heart is bleeding And now you're gone, I'm incomplete. Everyday seems to be a cloudy day Constantly raining on my head. The days are always blue These were days I'm not with you. And now I am alone, with nothing going on. I'm begging my heart, so we can restart.

My heart to shy to speak, Dispite words on my mind. Makes me terriblely weak, Looking for the right time. How can I say these words, Rehearsed times and over. Like a sharp piercing sword, Trying to remember. To these words, facing you, Draws a blank in my head. Murmurs like a soft dew, Trying to speak or said. My heart to shy to speak, Makes me terriblely weak.

The mind of a passionate heart, Only fueled by this love alone. Lovingly words only spaced apart, Making this wanted love known. In the words of this melodic sonnet, Only these words to show this love. Unknowningly making a silhouette, Of a Heavenly Angel from above. The murmurs of her beauty comes afar, Only mystic and mysterious as her. Hair golden as the farthest star, And eyes of crystal blue water. In the mind of this heart creates, This quiet passionate heart awaits.

This is for the girl who stole my heart, From only her charm and sweetness. With Blue-green eyes as a beauty in art, And Her smile so lovely, I must confess. This is for the girl from Nova Scotia, Who lives miles and miles away. Makes me blush when she goes "Aww." A girl who deserves a beautiful bouquet. A beautiful girl who stole my affection, From only being funny and cute. Someone built from a beautiful collection, Is someone I must pursuit. This is for the girl who stole my heart, Something she stole from the start.