We’ve reached the acme of intimacy When I taste like you And you taste like 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

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

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

My parents threw me to the pits When I was just a little kid That’s why I only know the cold And loving touch is stranglehold

Elaborate mazes Of conjured phrases Tickle the ear Of literary peers But don’t read the type

I was born for this Reflexes like a puss Even when I’m pissed

You ever seen A sky so blue Picture heaven In perfect hues Makes you think

I am not an actor That is plain to see I am just a shepherd Tending to his sheep Try to keep them safe from

I am a simple, joyful man Without a thing you’d call a plan I bounce around and bump into What I would call my Katmandu

You’ll have to take It slow with me That’s just the way Things have to be I’m sensitive

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

I am a Libra, can’t you see The meaning of dichotomy The this and that, the you and me The balance and disparity

Nom noms and tom toms Are really what make me move There’s a gravy train straight to… When you skip your needle to that…

I wanna kiss your scars I wanna smell your stank I wanna taste your tears I wanna lick your taint I wanna hold you close