Be the Shizuka to my Shefali
Perhaps a little of your scent
Will rub off on me

I'll take the perfume from high life
If others can sense the grime
From stacking strife

When we lie together, hear my heart
For other's heads will spin
When they can't tell scents apart

Recalled a voice say
“I’ll teach you.”

The only thing is,
“I can’t reach you.”

Never learned
How to climb

I was always
Afraid of
What I’d find

The rope
Dangled
So high

Some ropes,
Aren’t meant
To be climbed

Cold
With a ring of warmth
Tell you the truth
I don't even care
Gotta be strong
It won't even hurt
If I don't even care
That's the way these things go
It never ends well.