Baskadia

I thought i understood the apple until my eyes saw her

an object of beauty worthy of a thousand stares, oh the burning sensation in my heart right here,

yearning for her breathe over my hair brushing away all worries with love n care

amazing the same was not cherished by her past

doomed not to last

advantage on my end

my chance i won't let this pass

then she came along

so did a brand new song