It won’t be pretty the tears the snot the mess Lifetimes

What if we stopped fearing and started loving? Loving the unique. Loving the different. Loving them.

I knew I loved you When I looked in your eyes Recollection of places Not seen in a while Bright, sunny, and free

Don’t take the past away from me It made me who I am I like the one I’ve come to be A truthful, loving man

I pour my heart into these prose Because I feel I need to go Into the darkness that will show What needs to surface from below

Whether you want To face it or not I’m still your dad Both of our faults I chose the you

Hannah Banana With the flower bandana Look at your garden grow With tender leaves And shoots of peas

We ate from The Tree Of Knowledge, Good and Evil No higher steeple

I’d like to take a bath with you And see a divine point of view I’ll suds you up and be your tool To catch a glimpse of heaven’s due

Your thought forms beauty and beas… Your word produces joy and despair… Your movement brings life and deat… Your power creates your present.

We chose a path Not like the rest It took a strength That can’t be matched But since we have

I embrace your wild side And all that it entails Presence, passion, overkill And dirt beneath my nails

We were formed In relation To this world Our creation

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

Don’t give me your heart I can’t bear that pain Being lonely hurts less Than giving you my name