I feel it is my heritage To see your essence, know your bed To think the truth inside your hea… Because that’s what your actions s…
I don’t write poems for poets Flowery language, indulge us I break it down With a simpler sound And anything more would be less
The waves, curls, cowlicks; Your idiosyncrasies Make me love you more.
Don’t try to be divine ‘Cause we’ve always been Just try to be yourself My out fits your in
Powdered salt snowflakes Dusted on stubborn dead leaves Life’s perfect white noise
I have an idea Of who I’m s’posed to be And that’s the whole reason I’ve never been happy
How do you reckon Your yearn for freedom With other’s feelings?
Chose a path Not like the rest Takes a strength That can’t be matched But...
Two is one One is none That’s the world we live in Relative Perspective
Don’t give me your heart I can’t bear that pain Being lonely hurts less Than giving you my name
Don’t think that we Should berate I feel we must Coruscate Not focus on
The only difference Between enlightenment and ignoranc… Is seeing your own magnificence
Give me... A campfire, Smokes, And a bottle of rum; I’ll regale you all night long.
If I had one wish in this world It’s that you would be daddy’s gir… You’d look to me to cure the ills Or when you just might feel like t…
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
