Call me a ******* if you will
I'd even love to agree
But I can't
Because I have no mother
And never did

I aspired to be an explorer of the human mind
So I started with my own

Terra incognita, babe
Words of yours
The only ones I'm allowed to remember

I found you when I found problems hidden in the thickets of my mind
The ones I didn't realize were there and breeding

You were a graceful beast
Said you wanted to make artwork out of me

It's all broken now
My mind is a 'pretty' stardust archipelago

You deus ex machina, you

My problems are solved now
Because I can't feel me
But I also can't feel you

Dear, you aren't empty-headed
Continue describing the firework shows you witness before slumber
Tell me more of your flowery dreams
And those dewdrop coffee-topped mornings I do so hate but you make me love

**So, so much.