wallowing in deepest **** cannot help
after a while, your nose can't smell it and you get too used to what is abnormal
even though I hate what you're suffering through, this heavy baggage which isn't all yours
inherited
I am here for you, commiserating in spirit

I am here for you

the moments lost in your eyes, beyond beautiful
relief spills in glad beats for your good fortune

keep smiling and all good to you
you are beyond beautiful to me

to talk -- to reason -- to ask -- to grill --
to query -- to roast

but ilu.

quite mad at me, you are
said I'm sorry and I care
please would you lift the heavy penalty
I feel barred from your kind graces
forgive a soul and give a break
please?

once upon a wendy



               y                                         o                                          u



can                                            

push

that

truth                                              ......................................................

INTO­


me


perhaps windmills will visit your sickened guts
and tell you it's time




to




either move on



OR    



take a ******* chance




already.

sitting outside the doorstep to your soul
I hear nothing

sitting on the edge of dreams
I see nothing
of hope

been put out for a while
yet I bear nothing
but love

been waiting so long
so many lifetimes
to meet twin light

you
make it so good
and more sizzling

you
and your ire
and your envy
and your tongue

make it so good
for me


(with her)