Go ahead Do your thing I’m waiting With open wings

I embrace your wild side And all that it entails Presence, passion, overkill And dirt beneath my nails

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

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

I’ll tear myself from limb to limb For you to suture up again It feels like the perfect win/win To play our roles, morals and sin

Hope you are a voyeur Hope you want to see What it truly means Be this human thing Offering my soul

Be... Fun loving Hard working Compassionate And ruthless

I’ve said some things that mean a… And said some things you should fo… I throw myself against the wall To see what sticks and what should…

I’ve lost my joy Not sure where it went I can’t remember It’s sweet smelling scent It had to do

We might be just a bit fucked up And, God, I hope that’s true ‘Cause that means life is nothing… The deepest passion’s hue

I like to watch... an ant traverse a grass forest a flower unfurl in moonlight a muskrat reap trifolium a leaf quiver in mid-day breeze

You have an ideal That I will never fulfill So I have to peel

It won’t be pretty the tears the snot the mess Lifetimes

I’ve never wrapped My mind around Making you feel Seen, heard, and found I didn’t know

Mom and Dad don’t love you They’re already tuned To their own sweet song Fireflies in June You are just an extra