Let's run back to the
Very start,
Let's pretend that we never
Broke each other's hearts.

I am this
And you love it
The way I talk
Like a song
The way I move
Like a dance
My every detail
I bounce cannonballs off the moon
With the flick of my wrist
I buy whatever I see

I make up the slang
It becomes the lexicon
I invent feelings
You didn't even know you had
I make you feel it
I make you love it
I'm a god of swag
I make you want it

I'm whatever I want
And you love it
My voice is a tone
That makes the ladies come
My moves are smooth
And make them come again
You love it
That I'm a **** *******
You always come to me
And I please you like no other

shall i write of sunday, or the

other days?



shall i write of the garden,

or the bear?



i have been reading, and know

that each thing is important,

each task in a day, all

those who hibernate.



creep in, he is snoring,

creep out make some tea.



trim the jasmine, make things

tidy.

ready, for when he wakes.



sbm.