If I had one wish And a pound weighed a ton I’d hope you’d know my heart And the extent of my love

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

You have physicality And I have my mentality You’ve already lost the fight So give it up and say “Good night…

Martins are a special breed Set apart from rest, indeed Took me in when was in need Of a home and love extreme

Your thought forms beauty and beas… Your word produces joy and despair… Your movement brings life and deat… Your power creates your present.

Always lived a life that’s been Filled with devils, marked by sin Never thought my darker side Be the thing that brings you light

The waves, curls, cowlicks; Your idiosyncrasies Make me love you more.

Your face Transcends Garnish

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

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

Relinquish control Let the Universe have space To exceed expectations

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

I appreciate you Facilitating breakthroughs With love I didn’t know due This wretch without a clue

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

To see the best of me Play a symphony That moves my feet