I write poetry Put my heart into it ‘Cause there just might be Someone that gives a shit

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

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

My heart tells me That you’re no good I’m pretty sure That’s why I should I’ve never been

We were formed In relation To this world Our creation

If they push you Push back And go for the throat

Blue used to be my favorite color. Now I prefer (purple). (purple) is like blue, but more in… You’re my (more interesting, favor…

I’ve lived my life And seen some things Heard bitchin’ tunes Tasted my dreams But if you want

I’m in the darkness You can’t intervene It’s just what I need For light to shine clean

Flesh of my flesh Bone of my bone Please hear your partner In all his earnest If you are willing

I hope you have her desire for ord… With a bit of mine to vex And my penchant to look ever inwar… Tempered with hers to project I hope you have my cool demeanor

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 am a primal beast, at best That needs to smell your sweet ess… It’s not enough when you’re outsid… I need your stank within my life

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

Hannah Banana With the flower bandana Look at your garden grow With tender leaves And shoots of peas