From fountain to funnel

All your eyes see are tunnels

I show one hundred different pathways

But to you it’s just hearsay

Did you ever point your eyes my way?

I only had you on my day.

Today is not the first time I’ve felt it,

It’s been a month in and I’ve spelt it,

Lived it and held it.

Till the day I get to hear you, see you and feel you

I’ll try not to need you, hold you back or precede you

I wear this veil of silence and I’m trying my best to try this,

Trying to place myself beside it, yet I find myself inside it

Four more days to the rapture, into your chest so that I might capture

A glimpse of what I might hold, a vision of what it feels to be bold

I feel I’m on the threshold of something that I’ve been told

A better way to live on, tired of having to step down

From fountain to funnel