/ picturesque rhyme /

i was diggin' you
hang paintings
and vague things became clear
here, diggin' you
i'm vibin' off the shadow
you lay on the bed 
in a pose of innocence
bathed by dawn's dreams -

and while it seems
i envy the light 
that kisses your skin,
i am then sedated
into a static picture of music
where time has ceased to be
and i'm diggin' you
watch me, watch you
walk through a gallery of thoughts
into a room of intrigue, 
to hang subtley painted sketches
of abstract moments
is why i'm diggin' you,
you dig? -

what i'm sayin' is
the music of you 
spans the corridors of my mind,
and rewind is the best option
to ignore the inability to fast forward
because so deeply felt 
were simple smiles
and while inside 
they twist me back to now
this picturesque rhyme in my mind
is why i'm diggin' you
ya dig? -