(2015)
1 Corinthians 13:4-8
She is no longer Part of my life I’ve moved on My life is full With friends
You must commit To an outfit Where are you going? In sporty yoga pants Athletic top
Strong hands Hold me down To the bed I say to them I have to go
Mis manchas de Bambi Manchas blancas Cubren mi cuerpo La gente se queda mirando Pero no les da asco
Algunos me gusta compartir Calientitos Justo cuando salgan del horno Que no se enfríe Por eso lo escribí
How do I Catch your interest? Once again I know You are bored with me
How can I write how I feel When what I feel is nothing? How can I tell you what I need, What is wrong? When what is wrong
Steamroller Of life Passed by Feeling down Squished
The pressure inside Is building It comes out through my eyes I stop up the tears It comes out through my nose
Beside you I am At peace Our love A connection
A fresh faced country girl Who pioneers on her bicycle Catches the eye Of a transplant from Houston Love begins through letters
I wallow in my sadness As it pools up It has not swallowed me Who floats above its surface This surface
Blonde eyes To match her hair Life is mean She counts her blessings Hopes for the best
Destruction is fun But cannot be undone Smashed Trashed Crumpled
Who’s the best? Ask my Daddy He’ll tell you Enthusiastically He always sees