Flavor of her eyes

Flavor of her eyes dripped past the ivory tower alone she sits
Baby's hair with a woman's eyes does it come at any sweet surprise
The path that we have chosen is not the same as before really quaint & lax
Remember he has your number hidden in his heart through the decorated mast

Reach inside and dig deeper then ever before the conclave's of love's lasting fate
Treasure each parting kiss with reflections in the doorway carry on with the thought
Each of us searches in the dark after the fall with the furtherance of solitude
Mark the man willing to explore digging deeper then ever so before

Cherish each moment we have begotten from it's hidden melody through sullen apathy
Change the sheets there's a Suburban with over 300,000 miles still running a bit wild
The pusher on the street looking for something to eat blessed from head to his feet
Challenge to be free is a question of time & so is this rhyme