What ppl do for Love

 The heat is on

Walls have creeks and sounds

Cardinals sit and watch over

Live Now

To wake to the same thang

No one wanting to be true to me

While my head is heavy

With lies once told

What is the better of the two

Sit back in aw of the fold

of why can't I get it right

For someone to be in my physical

true touch-touch site

To finally come to Nikki as they are

Why fear 

or

is

it

Simply no care

To much is just to much

Stare @ me as a slush

Why insult my intellegence

We cont. to make room for a chances? 

of course

The question remains where is my

chance to be me 4 me & not you.?

Now

The Same

Change always gets in the way of Love

We must revolve through

And see it as

Our way in becoming sound

yet unfound Still.

Once AGAIN!

While I sit and smoke another cigerette

Me and Juice I Have Egoed up

Same time same line of wow is me.

Can we ever solve this problem

Of

Killing ourselves softly?

No answer just smoother yourself first

for OUR feast

at the

COOK OUT.

While chimes

Continue 

To

Strangle

My

Neck

Me and My Boo

 

Sheer Delight

 

Oh My God

I finally found 

that other half

I been looking for to

hold it in my mouth

and taste the sweetness

Of an individual Red looly pop

Found by me

To administer as I please

Myself as we

Meet Up.

Them vices will get you caught up

 

The new stock

Vs

The Old original

Is always a pondering and discovering

Of your own.

To be found as sound envelopes you

to take where?

There well du.

Just remember the original thought of being

There to discover 

who this or it 

Truly

Be About!

First things First,

Mind love making

 

Those are some

Dogon houses

I found on my trail

Such a wonderful view to be had

And

The marvel of connection with

The strength of nature

Holding it up

Is such a marvel

and

 How they began

Let us make a series that depics this for the next generation to come

and 

Understand

why

Dog On It

Is Imperative!

A life

Yes we do celebrate every tree

For a fee of seeing it through the winter

Of course cause we know the fee

Of it

Being sleep with no leaves

But how are we gonna view the leaves

When they come back to see just us

Still there

Viewing them as usual

Why must they fall for it ever y though

You and me for a magnificant view

Of the

Sleeping and weeping willow tree joining

to live

alive

thrive

as

season continue to turn

and see who is next to me

Now!

 

Mourning

 The likes of lonliness

But know wholemess

Can take a toll of lonely hellos and goodbyes

But know now fate of being offish and kinda emotionally shy

As we go through never really noing at any time in life

Where the true defining factor will be nice or trife

Just going only with faith of the next smile coming through

Always inevitiably

The bully of evitability

being a possiblitiy

or

am i a liability

To cause actuality

I need formability at all times by my means if possible

Still fixing

Whiloe try to keep it mixed up as usual

I can STILL feel