Ain’t no mountain high Ain’t no valley nigh When you’re in my sights

All of Us As Us For Us

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

I wish that you could see myself The way that I see me Then maybe I might be the one That you would call lovely

I am homeless Not because I live in my car But, because my home is in the arm… And I forget what that feels like

I want the weird one The one that everyone says is not… That one has created a Self That one I can love

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

Life after age eight Put downs and berates People don’t like you When they look like fools

I see a bee pollinate a flower I see a girl dance to her favorite… I see two men swing and dissolve I see a wolf thin a herd I see You, being You, just to be…

You showed me the switch And all that comes with it Karma’s a bitch

If we would just ask Mother Nature for answers We might find our truths

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

To see the best of me Play a symphony That moves my feet

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