I'm sorry for sickness 
I'm sorry for you 
I'm sorry that this is 
me being true 

I know it's a distance 
I know it's not kind 
I swear there's no mistress 
but your looking behind 

behind my back 
for missing feathers 
but it's just a sack 
filled with letters 

Alphabet soup 
is how i survive 
I'll piece them together 
within our minds 

to come up with this strew 
of missing you 
this alphabet soup 
is turrning to stew 

and as for dessert 
I'll come up with a line 
sweeter than chocolate 
a kiss so devine 

a diet we are forced 
to stew on for a week 
and desserts at the end 
we cross deserts to meet 

An alchamist you are 
an elutionist am I 
teach me your trade 
and I'll show you mine 

smoke and mirrors 
so easy to envoke 
the truth is so funny 
these three things are spoke 

you are quite the gost 
with no reflection to find 
mirrors are usless 
my own reflection you find 

the smoke is a killer 
so i have found 
but i swear its just powder 
ignited by sound 

same page 
different books 
two briliant authers 
with all the good looks 

My pages are tattered 
my spine water logged 
ink has been running 
I've been running too long 

your read is slow 
the dialog strange 
a headach will grow 
from all the eye strane 

It's writen in metaphore 
my perseption is clean 
to compare and contrast 
to what is right 
and what is mean 

same page 
differant books 
we comment eachother 
with nice and dirty looks 

Some times it may seem 
I am not reading at all 
wile you coment on me 
I am far to involved 

I can't put you down 
I take you to class 
stick you between my bible 
wile attending my mass 
when I'm threw with my read 
I'll ask for an autograph 
you might write a pen name 
all writtin in math 
of an equal equation 
one I can't pass 

At the end of our read 
it will finaly look 
like the last page 
of the same book 

Years later 
a new release 
with our names together 
Title 
the cure for desiese 

we'll sign every copy 
and at that time 
our pens will be the same 
just to save us some time 

we'll live in an aquarium 
kissing for breath 
were the smoke will just rise 
and spill out the edge 
and the mirrored walls 
will remind us then 
that we're looking at reflections 
of what will never have an end 
you and I together 
more than just friends 
you and I together 
with all the forever to spend 


I'm horrible at spelling