Never gonna be The cover of Glamour That sure doesn’t mean I’m not still enamored With your energy
I pour my heart into these prose Because I feel I need to go Into the darkness that will show What needs to surface from below
I’d like to find someone That celebrates my self Except this life’s taught me You can’t trust no one else They see your loving charms
I guess I write poetry I just vomit my soul onto paper I don’t know what else to call it but, poetry
I might be self-absorbed But I’m not selfish I work on Myself Because that’s the best way For Me to help Us
We’ve reached the acme of intimacy When I taste like you And you taste like me
I feel you You feel me Our love happens eventually With an up down Turn us round
We ate from The Tree Of Knowledge of Good and Evil No higher steeple
Let me make Home for you That rivals Kathmandu Hugs, kisses
Told you that we’d last forever Told you that we’d always be Told you we could count on never How could I be so naive Only those that want a tether
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…
There’s a certain point Where I put down my joint And fucking end you
I’ve lived my life And seen some things Heard bitchin’ tunes Tasted my dreams But if you want
Blue used to be my favorite color. Now I prefer (purple). (purple) is like blue, but more in… You’re my (more interesting, favor…
You create yourself Then see better solutions Cue evolution