you never asked but,

you have a place in my heart

you see, it’s some type of art

this is where texture and color conform

not when lines and shapes cram to a storm

The thing is, you never asked but,

you’re heavy on my mind

how the tide almost makes you go blind

this is where gravity and wind harmonize

there’s no need to apologize

you are like the sunrise

like I said, you never asked so I will