Inquired

Inquired thoughts of ransom people.
Justifications of only the wrong,
it's too hard to find, only the compass thats dimly broken can show you the way.
The clock hit's 12, it's time to go,
rushed of the love that awaits you in moments to come.
His lips are brushed aganist your cheek, with a slight breeze flowing in from the west.
brings shivers down your spine, like seeing the gold little ballerina chest.
Ramifactions of his heart is lost in yours,
if only you could find a way ,
just a moment
found it. !
They're back together as if never apart.
Two as in unison of one.
But they both found the right one.