I’ll paint this tin can and tie a little string Hang it on the receiver and I’ll be ready

I wonder if I’ll ever have the Pleasure of waking up next to him or listening to his heart beat

There are two lovers on the couch I sit behind. Their faces just inches apart, holding one another with endless tears and muted words. I feel the fear and uncertainty in the energy they...

July moon and everyone went a little crazy drug crave sex craze

I’m searching for my heart is it lurking under the floor boards Has it sunken far, far away from me

I love my hands the most wrapped i… collective strands of her hair her body is so slender,

with the simple fact that she’s asleep on my arm.

Drug eyes I look in the mirror I’m hazy with slanted eyes

you’re the colors in my heart The brilliant shades of orange and yellow