Always peel your own oranges.
The ticking only tocks when you stare.
Why is the clock sliding off the wall?
Moonlight tango’s and swinging sunsets.
Remember when you caught that fish?
Paint the halls with my aspirations.
You stood still in the bookstore skimming the pages on aisle nine,
  you are delicate.
Side note, only eyes can’t tell lies.
I wish you would spit out the truth.
I’d only wipe it off anyway.