I really love how the moonlight Reveals the sparkle in your eyes And how the cold accentuates The feelings shown across your fac… How every time you take a breath

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

I like your spots I like your dots The things that make you different You’re not like them Pure specimen

I’ve never known The salve of rest I’ve only felt Drums in my chest And when I think

I think it’s just about time for m… Pack on up and head to the Great… Maybe if I sever all my human tie… My outer world will match the one…

Rain, rain wash away All the stains of yesterday Here I stand, made of clay Mold me into my today

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

I’ve lived, died, born, thrived So many times I’ve lost count So it stands to reason Our divine evolution Is the only thing that I care abo…

You have an ideal That I will never fulfill So I have to peel

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

I lived today. I breathed. I moved. I was. I hope I helped.

My love is like a laser beam That melts you down and makes you… It comes and goes just like a drea… Because the bright is touch obscen…

The waves, curls, cowlicks; Your idiosyncrasies Make me love you more.

Two is one One is none That’s the world we live in Relative Perspective

Remembering that fateful day I wish I hadn’t run away I saw the fire in your eyes And it froze me as if a spire I thought I’d have a cooler head