Go ahead Do your thing I’m waiting With open wings

Old school Playing a groove of the used to Small few Hailed by hipsters and still cool Lo-fi

My brain doesn’t work like it norm… It doesn’t think of the funny rema… Or witty sayings It doesn’t jump from scene to scen… Most of the time it’s too busy

I love the way you say that you Are drawn to my voice I love the tremble in your touch The steady of your choice I love the open hand you give

I feel you You feel me Our love happens eventually With an up down Turn us round

I’ve always been Out on the run I’ve never felt Like had a home And then one day

We were having the time of our liv… Two friends seeking joy We bonded over the basest things Doughnuts, kerosene, and Playboys

How do you reckon Your yearn for freedom With other’s feelings?

Never seen Better scenes Than red lights On green trees

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

You don’t know me You don’t own me You don’t show me Paradise Only tease me

My love is like a laser beam That melts you down and makes you… It comes and goes just like a drea… Because the bright is touch obscen…

I gave a shit But you didn’t Next time around You’ll be the clown

Walked a labyrinth And wrote a poem Then suddenly It all exploded

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