Solitude brings me to a higher zone.
Resting in the dirt, hoping to maintain and achieve,
I find that I am eternally alone.
But following through, I find a home.
God, says that man should not be alone.
Molecules of love, I’m packaged together like stone.
We throw it into the river, bringing it closer to its home.
Except, it’s in with different elements,
And that’s how your love is shown…
I’m drowning in your love, but in a good way.
If I am the metaphor of a rock,
And the water of yours is where I should stay…
Then my heart isn’t as stoned as blocks,
And beside your throne, I could lay.