Come on (love me) , let’s go (run with me)
Love, embrace the chemistry , or it’s just a dead fantasy
Come on (love me), you know I want love
Don’t make a fool of me, wrap me tight like jewelry
Get close (body) , don’t leave (stay next to me)
I endure the chemistry , let’s intense the fantasy
Come on (love me) , let’s go (run with me)
Come, (to me, to me) to me (to me, to me)

I love taking risk, that’s my love language (mines)
Kisses from my legs, coming towards my lips
Hold me side by side (sides) , have me clear my mind (my)
Royal as you are (you are), I’ll stay with you and fight
Don’t you ever go- alone
I’ll stay super close- in hopes
I desire you (just you), I know you desire me too ( It’s true)
Lets go make it right, and end this feud tonight

Get close (body) , don’t leave (stay next to me)
I endure the chemistry , let’s intense the fantasy
Come on (love me) , let’s go (run with me)
Come, (to me, to me) to me (to me, to me)

Cruel fell from the sky
even the midwives
left us then, to die.
Black-eyed battered beauty
a withered wick
on a burning stick
I made a choice
the child my duty
tiny eyes a crying delight
I kept the baby
I followed her/his light.

Everybody came from somebody
came from God came from Mary.

Words fail me
I don't know what I feel
I want to fade to nothing
And let the silence consume me
So many perspectives
I don't know which is true
Maybe all of them are
But then what?
They tell me I'm good
While my guilt swallows me whole
Rule one is do no harm
And I've shattered that
They say it's being a human
And I guess that's true
But if I can do anything to help
Then I'd like to
Where is that fine line
Between values and pain?
I don't owe it to them
But I feel like I do
If getting burned makes it better
At what point do I quit?
Do I hand over the matches?
Soak my soul in gasoline?
Pain for pain seems so fair
I made mistakes and I have to own them
But does letting myself burn
Really help anyone?

They say I cannot
That is because I do not
Not because I have done not
Yeah!
They know not
Because they've seen not
They don't know...
It's a beast in chains
Chains of experience

To indulge in the material essence of existence is merely
an unprecedented irregulation of decency in societal morality,
Amongst such atrocities...
as encumbering other souls with the repercussions of one's indulgence in humanities frailty.

Two spirits, two fragments each constructing two individuals intertwine in a symphony sung by emotion, composed by intuition to establish a harmonious equilibrium,
have their bond lacerated deeply by the Monarch of Anarchy,
the essence of desperation as well as destruction of such constructs,
envy.

Is such *******,
as the likes of pure instinct for survival and thrift
the culprit behind
why we envy?

Is it not a moral felony to practice such anti-altruistic politics,
against our own kin, even brethren?
Or is it the sole reason that by those who envy,
ambition is also ensnared, engraved in their hearts?
Indulgence in any principle is far from pure,
as all can be connected into a single sin,
cycling back to indulgence herself.

So why,
Why does envy,
Entertain such diversity as opposed to others of its nature?

When I was young
It was all for me

The ideas of my friends
And the thoughts of the old
The things that brought me to my knees
And finally the one that built me up

The love of the perfect
And sooner
And for longer
Their desperate absence

I took on the words of the weak
As they flexed their muscle
And I drank with friends
And talked about this

Now as my eyes do not see as well as I remember
I know what is right
But far better
What is good