LoveSong

A safe place found, a secret haven
With distant sounds and numbed pain
The metronome of boredom never reaches the walls
And tears fall sweetly as pure as rain.
The chaos slows to a casual saunter
Emotions taken off the conveyor belt,
All is stopped,
The silence is welcomed and all is felt.
The butterfly glow rises in the stomach
And every word loses its meaning
The superficial means nothing to the eyes
And all that matters is this feeling.