Poetic Design

POETIC DESIGN - Written by Carroll Bryant

Here I am

On the eve of my conception 

In the web of your deception

Deceased? 

I am

With bewildered eyes I find

I am the product of your poetic design 

And I've fallen into the same old "How do you do?"

With nothing more to say except I've fallen for you

And I close my eyes again, and picture your skin

On the tip of my tongue and it's love

There you are

In a world of constellations 

In the heat of your frustrations 

Confused?

I'm sure

With entrapment close behind

You are the product of my poetic design 

And you've fallen into the same old "How do you do?"

With nothing more to say except you've fallen for me too 

And you close your eyes again and become your only friend 

On the edge of a touch and it's love

With a dream to underline 

We are the product of our poetic design

And we've fallen into the same old "What do we do?"

With nothing more to say and even less for us to prove

And the mountains we move 

And the way that we groove

Is the song in our hearts and it's love

With the passing of the time

We find the prophecy of poetic design

And the legend left behind

Is the heart of loves poetic design