Non-Sense, (It doesn't make sense)

Non-Sense, it doesn’t make sense

World war three is the one you’ve began
between your heart and mine
They’re fighting to be together

Excruciating is the venom that flows through my veins
The one that you got inside me with your penetrant look
It’s killing every organ inside me

Tonight my heart is willing to take the risk
My lips are desperately anxious of touching yours
Touch my fragile body
Slam me against yours

The answer is in you hand
The answer I’ve been searching
For a really long time
You and only you
Know what it is

It races down my neck
Right into my chest
Discovering what’s inside me

It beats whenever it hears your voice
Along that melodious sound of yours

Multicolor is that mind
Multicolor is that heart
Multicolor are those eyes

I will spit those words to my hand

3 words
2 express
1 meaning

I LOVE YOU…