Really want to ask you out ‘Cause I feel a special bout Of the things we dream about Discipline and love devout
I’d like to take a bath with you And see a divine point of view I’ll suds you up and be your tool To catch a glimpse of heaven’s due
I think I’ve found the reason why I threw my gut instincts aside You had a crazy, fucked up song You made me sing I knew was wrong But now, thank God, I’ve seen the…
I guess I write poetry I just vomit my soul onto paper I don’t know what else to call it but, poetry
We’ve reached the acme of intimacy When I taste like you And you taste like me
Each moment at hand Is open invitation To the promised land
I write poetry Put my heart into it ‘Cause there just might be Someone that gives a shit
I feel like I could be the swan That you have set your sights upon I’ll give my all to reach the Sun And won’t stop ‘til our hearts are…
If they push you Push back And go for the throat
Hope you are a voyeur Hope you want to see What it truly means Be this human thing Offering my soul
I’m a take no prisoners kind of ma… A knockdown, drag out, hang if you… Calculating, ruthless, no fear Nothing to lose, nothing held dear Use you up, throw you to the curb
I passed through little Whitley t… And stopped where locals could be… When I pulled up, I heard a sound Angel’s voice in Dolby surround It was a sweet, but tearful song
You ever seen A sky so blue Picture heaven In perfect hues Makes you think
Most poems perused Would probably be better Made into haikus
Relinquish control Let the Universe have space To exceed expectations