i cant think about nothing but you that smile that strut that shine
i couldnt get out of bed this morning my pillow stays wet
its too soon everything is coming too quick im still not right i still cant write
the wails came this morning, they did from deep inside animal like escaping the core of me leaping from my lungs like volcanic fire my hands clawed at the air like clawing at dirt like trying to bring you back
that's it. that's it.
i want you here with me cheek to cheek arm in arm touch me shadow box me hug me kiss me wrap those arms around me be my baby my big man my broad shouldered tall strong witty bright big man
dont want you there down there over there in there
see...
im not ready yet its too soon too quick im not at rest yet i cant write yet cause i aint right yet
1. "RE: i aint right....yet" In response to Reply # 0
you can't write but you got it right right off the tip now close your eyes and just take a sip and don't be judgemental this was a finger plucking the instrumental of a dove fall caught up in your nest the vest falls hand on chest one day it was just a wish happen that way?
fabulous something smells like fish! TE-TE The End - To Everybody
"you'll get there|here in time," but it just doesn't seem appropriate.
this is a very powerful piece, deep & poignant. i'll be thinking about it for quite some time...
im still not right i still cant write
the wails came this morning, they did from deep inside animal like escaping the core of me leaping from my lungs like volcanic fire my hands clawed at the air like clawing at dirt like trying to bring you back