Had a day that felt like two Glad to be at home with you Sight for sore eyes, love exude Now at peace since I smelled Moo

You’re nineteen You can choose who to be Nineteen Maybe fancy and free Nineteen

Agile Mobile Versatile Tactile Virile

There’s one thing You should know about us We’re gonna be Uncomfortably close Here is you

When we realize That our imperfections are Our emperfections

Mostly I want To be myself Something special To someone else

Elaborate mazes Of conjured phrases Tickle the ear Of literary peers But don’t read the type

The world that I was born into Is not the world I want I work to try to get back to A one that values plants

I know we have a special bond Because we can’t help get along Find pleasure in the naughty songs And all the rights within our wron…

There’s a certain kind of type That always does it right Elicits smiles and tears In the space between your ears The only sort of religion

One reason I know Our love is first rate, We don’t have to talk To communicate.

I need to get him out So he feels the treat Of an empty bladder Grass beneath his feet

You ever seen A sky so blue Picture heaven In perfect hues Makes you think

Blue used to be my favorite color. Now I prefer (purple). (purple) is like blue, but more in… You’re my (more interesting, favor…

I might be self-absorbed But I’m not selfish I work on Myself Because that’s the best way For Me to help Us