My words are hard to handle;
They shift and shape in time.
It's cool to be rad,
To chill and veg sublime.
Some just reach and grab the crotch,
And twerk while in their ******
Majorettes smile in knee high boots,
Flirting with the lenses.
Some other words come easily;
The ones used every day.
Texting's being phased out
With a smiling yellow face.
I have fewer words today;
This makes life hard for me;
The many times I write Love
Is nearing Eternity.
Yet isn't this all I need-
That one Eternal chord;
Love is love forever,
Never ending as the Word.
Feb 21, 2024
Feb 21, 2024 at 9:32 AM UTC
My words are hard to handle;
They shift and shape in time.
It's cool to be rad,
To chill and veg sublime.
Some just reach and grab the crotch,
And twerk while in their ******
Majorettes smile in knee high boots,
Flirting with the lenses.
Some other words come easily;
The ones used every day.
Texting's being phased out
With a smiling yellow face.
I have fewer words today;
This makes life hard for me;
The many times I write Love
Is nearing Eternity.
Yet isn't this all I need-
That one Eternal chord;
Love is love forever,
Never ending as the Word.
And what is "The Word"?
