Are you saying Yes but I don’t hear it?Are you saying Noand I just fear it?Are you saying Runbut I’m to near it?Or am I just numbwithin my spirit?
Month: October 2009
Love can’t be measuredIn moonlit romancelove is the skid markon pure snow white pantsLove isn’t yearningfor her touch when she’s gonelove is going down there,and finding she’s on Love isn’t furryor flowery and cutelove is tonguing with passionwhen you know she’s just puked Love’s got spinach on its teethand cheese between its toesLove belches, love…