You were always
Six degrees cooler
Five steps ahead
And four years behind.
Three floors above me
Two months my elder
And one phone call away.

I keep having to remind myself
That I won't be cold
This winter.

Pretty wings 

You have pretty wings 
So use them 
Spread them to the greatest span 
And let no man abuse them 
Even if that mean I have to let you go 

I want you to fly away and free yourself of all repression 
Become smaller and smaller to every person of bad intentions 
As you rise higher and higher
Spread your wings wider 
Flap ferociously
Soar hopefully 
My eyes will be following you emotionally 
The translucency of your wings 
And the colorfulness of your feathers 
Amuses me 

But sometimes we all take you for granted so without panic 
Reach your own pinnacle 
We will come to realization when you exceed your culmination 

Use your pretty wings to fly away 
Because accepting someone who's is unacceptable 
Is like clipping your primary flight feathers 
You will always be too chicken to reach high elevations 

Pretty wings 
And fluffy clouds 
You're gonna feel turbulence leaving us behind 
But don't come down

Pretty wings

speak strawberries to me,
and i will caress jam
for you.

I watch you from every direction,
hang onto you every chance I get.

I never fail you with your desires,
my tongue is long & sticky.

I'd stand upside down,
if you wanted me to.

I can be anything you want,
can change quickly with your body heat.

I think so highly of you,
like a pedestal of the sun.

I think you're a whole lot of fun,
the sweetest of the very sweet.

Me not Tarzan, Me Chameleon.