Mostly I want To be myself Something special To someone else

I might be self-absorbed But you can’t call me selfish I work upon Myself To help us savor our dish

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

I’ll make you pucker And turn your stomach So take me with a grain of salt

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

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

Fumbling in the dark Searching for my clothes Looking for a girl With my third eye closed

You’re nineteen You can choose who to be Nineteen Maybe fancy and free Nineteen

One reason I know Our love is first rate, We don’t have to talk To communicate.

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 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’m not sure how I’ve come this f… From sinking pit to shooting star. Could it be when I loved my scars… Or when I chose to be this bard? Maybe, it happened, as a lark.

Part of me Feels lonely Part of us Feels the love Part of you

Told you that we’d last forever Told you that we’d always be Told you we could count on never How could I be so naive Only those that want a tether

Darkness envelops Veins of fire rend the abyss God’s awemazing works