“Do you like it like this? Do you like it like that?
Just tell me which way you like it”
Thank you, J.T.

Jim Croce sang it, too.
“No, it doesn't have to be that way.”

Remember the Blow Monkeys?

Jackson Browne
Quoted, saying, “You have to take the trouble,
To try not to be misunderstood.”

Words spoken in the thick
Post-mortem.
Not ever remembered prior to.

Neurons wired to align to emotion
With the perfect elixir of chemical responses
Lining up

Wake up to choosing sensibly
Utilize hidden wisdom
As preventative care leaps to the front of the line.

Once we were lovers
But some how things have changed
Now we're just lonely people trying to forget eachother's names  
What came between us?
Maybe we were just too young to know  
But now and then I feel the same
And sometimes at night I think I hear you calling my name  
These dreams
They keep me going these days  
Once we were lovers
But that was long ago
We said I love you then
And now we only say hello
What came between us?
Maybe we were just too young to know
But now and then I feel the same
Photographs and memories
All that I have are these to remember you
Memories that come at night
That take me to a better time
Back when I could call you mine
But we sure had a good time when we started way back then
Bedroom talks and morning walks are how I loved you then
Summer skies and lullabies
Nights we couldn't say goodbye
And out of all of the things that we knew
Not a dream survived