Steal for a Swirl.

Round and Round
In a dizzy swirl
I meet your eyes
In this technicoloured world
I'm hooked on to you like a
Like a child on a swirly Popsicle
Stick around with me and
I bet i'll find a Wonka.
I'm, in a car on a road.
Got someplace to go.
Got a destination to reach.
Hopefully a mountain side beach.
Were i'll find your heart
Hidden inside a chest
The lock's got a curse
Some kind of a test
If I can break it
Then it's a steal
I'll get your heart
That's that. A done deal.

Silver glitter, on your darkest hour.

It's not wrong to pound faster,
Just like it's not unjust to stop.

As you feel the rush, don't ignore it

For that would only cause pain. You feel it,

A disarray in your thought process.    

As the moment passes 

You curse yourself for not being driven simply

By hardcore reflexes.

You'd rather dive than to fall... 

Now wouldn't you?Forget?

But it's not that simple. 

For when you're sitting facing the waning moon, you wonder

Or your mind simply wanders, you know not;

For once in, you're unable to stop.

So you blink.

Your vision is fogged up.

You can't think straight.

But this is a different addiction.

Merely triggered by the first.

You're held a hostage within it's captivating 

soul.

While you believe that you've fallen for 

it's fathomless eyes, unlike last time 

Have you jumped across, yet only

To get to the darker side?

But, you know not.

For you only see straight.

From a delusional point of view

And everything is finally perfect

For you believe, you gave into your reflexes.

It's probably like silver glitter,

Only on your darkest hour.

And that's the only dash of light you see

For you only see the moon wane once

And there-after you are unable to decode.