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

Little chipper 'munk Primal, honest, cheeky, sweet Sugar in my ’shine

Because you exist Is the best reason For you to persist

You say this I say that We are caught in a rat trap Take a breath Step it back

Don’t think that we Should berate I feel we must Coruscate Not focus on

I don’t know what it means to have A lover in my life I don’t know what it’s like to tas… Their sugar and their spice I don’t know how to give and take

One reason I know Our love is first rate, We don’t have to talk To communicate.

I’ve never known The salve of rest I’ve only felt Drums in my chest And when I think

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

Never seen Better scenes Than red lights On green trees

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

Working towards Common goals

Each moment at hand Is open invitation To the promised land

Jonathan and Jordan Sitting in a tree M-u-s-s-i-n-g First comes souls Then comes mates

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