Anything there is
A kind of omnipresence
In your words
And in your console
Hold my breath down
Until I'm better
And more patient
I've seen your mouth twice
And upper arms once
Is it logical?
Incomprehensible
Admiration
Consolation
Instant patience
Fairly puzzled by how we are fate's production
Sudden crosses, different forces, different causes
And randomly thrown around like a paper boat on brutal waves
Colossal crashes lifted up towards distant visions
Is it logical?
Complete coincidence
Pure profoundness
Wonderfulness
Instant patience
