Flesh of my flesh Bone of my bone Please hear your partner In all his earnest If you are willing

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

I’ve lost my joy Not sure where it went I can’t remember It’s sweet smelling scent It had to do

You say that you enjoy people I don’t think that is true You want to be a pure steeple And lord it over fools

If you’ve ever seen “Natural Born Killers” Then you know a wolf Never changes colors

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

You create yourself Then see better solutions Cue evolution

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

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

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

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

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

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