The morning shines;
The night gloom.
You lust me, I love you
Caterpillars crawl, Butterflies fly,
I give you me but you make me cry.

Girls are  sweet supposed candy,
Boys love that:
Girls, when they are sweet and dandy.

Tell me why i feel better when i am alone,
Oh yeah,
You can't hurt me when i am alone,
At least, not physically,
I mean i think of you all the time.

Even though the morning has the sun,
The night always have the stars.
Even if the caterpillar crawls,
He's going to fly some day,
He's going to fly the differences away.

                                                          ­                                           Jonesy  2016©