I want the weird one The one that everyone says is not… That one has created a Self That one I can love
Jonathan and Jordan Sitting in a tree M-u-s-s-i-n-g First comes souls Then comes mates
I lived today. I breathed. I moved. I was. I hope I helped.
I’ve lived my life And seen some things Heard bitchin’ tunes Tasted my dreams But if you want
You’ve always been ahead the curve And paradise awaits your nerve To hold on fast and never swerve From the sweet path of nature’s ve…
Little chipper 'munk Primal, honest, cheeky, sweet Sugar in my ’shine
I stretch your being You respond with shocked intrigue Sparks dance in-between
Really want to ask you out ‘Cause I feel a special bout Of the things we dream about Discipline and love devout
What if we stopped fearing and started loving? Loving the unique. Loving the different. Loving them.
I guess I write poetry I just vomit my soul onto paper I don’t know what else to call it but, poetry
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
I write You read I talk You listen I huff
Jeffrey is my friend Until it’s the end Always gonna be There if he needs me
My soul knew that I can’t accept A fucked up view or perspective So threw me to the darkest pit To let my love be beacon lit
Each moment at hand Is open invitation To the promised land