Strawberry Juice...

Everyday
I write, almost
I don't show them all to you
Too scared, my metaphors will bore you
Too scared, my phrases will appear careless
Too scared, the years of waiting will be wasted
But this paradise you've brought; that I feel,
It doesn't escape but twinkles,

This feeling
Twinkling in your eyes
When you gaze into mine
My life?
Lets escape Babylon.