Sittin’ in a patio chair Breathin’ in the cool night air Listening to the breeze Rustling leaves in trees I’m being the love of life

I’m like a pretzel Simple ingredients And a bit twisted

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

I wish that you could see myself The way that I see me Then maybe I might be the one That you would call lovely

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

You have an ideal That I will never fulfill So I have to peel

Not growing, dying That’s just simple facts Take a look at plants Nature’s info packs

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

Let me make Home for you That rivals Kathmandu Hugs, kisses

Now you know The depths of depravity A man will go For love of his progeny

I embrace your wild side And all that it entails Presence, passion, overkill And dirt beneath my nails

When they say “Two wrongs don’t make a right.” What I hear is “Don’t confuse justice with spite.…

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

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

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