We might be just a bit fucked up And, God, I hope that’s true ‘Cause that means life is nothing… The deepest passion’s hue

Fumbling in the dark Searching for my clothes Looking for a girl With my third eye closed

I would be the worst Dom Ever. If a Sub said “Here is my being, Do as you like.” Only her pleasure and joy

Relinquish control Let the Universe have space To exceed expectations

You think I’ve got it all figured… I don’t know what’s more wrong I’ve only seen just a glimpse of… You’ve been Her all along

I hope you have her desire for ord… With a bit of mine to vex And my penchant to look ever inwar… Tempered with hers to project I hope you have my cool demeanor

The journey is far, you guess And possibly arduous You just couldn’t care less ‘Cause the prize is worth the test

I write poetry Put my heart into it ‘Cause there just might be Someone that gives a shit

I don’t see much the future I don’t remember past I only know this present A gift, that too, shall pass

To tell you the truth I relish your cum It’s the best homage To a job well done

A six hour nap I couldn’t explain Until I once tried This indica strain I took a few puffs

I write You read I talk You listen I huff

If this world’s taught me nothing… It’s that you have to fend for sel… From gnashing teeth and twisted mo… Or sneaky fox in the hen house

There’s shit on your face You just threw up in your mouth Couldn’t be cuter

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