It won’t be pretty the tears the snot the mess Lifetimes
Elaborate mazes Of conjured phrases Tickle the ear Of literary peers But don’t read the type
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.
One reason I know Our love is first rate, We don’t have to talk To communicate.
Shake your ass Make a pass And let’s get down to business I’ve never seen A better dream
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
I lived today. I breathed. I moved. I was. I hope I helped.
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…
A six hour nap I couldn’t explain Until I once tried This indica strain I took a few puffs
I saw you standing there so fine In dress real nice with man that’s… I wish I could just say to you I’d love you more than he could 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
Had a day that felt like two Glad to be at home with you Sight for sore eyes, love exude Now at peace since I smelled Moo
Jonathan and Jordan Sitting in a tree M-u-s-s-i-n-g First comes souls Then comes mates
I have a grip that’s never loose That’s why I always get my goose I dig my claws into your soul Until I’m your silver and gold
Don’t try to be divine ‘Cause we’ve always been Just try to be yourself My out fits your in