The calm after the storm
I am not one to stay with the norm

You're like the salty wind at the sea
A nice breeze

I'm finally coming to ease
Up

You're that flower growing in the street crack
I want to pick you up
Smell u
Put in a vase
And plant you in my vains

For a dose of dopamine
Talk a little
And feel a little something

You're a cute flower grown between the cement.
I want to pick you up.