Oh, he
You know?
Him who i speak of
Who flies and goes.
Wrap his soul 'round your finger.
You'll hold the power of searing coal.
Burning.
Limitless Passion.
Does it show?
Lack of aggression.
She,
Like pretty white snow
The moon underneath that transparent skin.
What do you do?
With these emotions unwilling to show,
And this burning man
Who will wait no longer to go?

As time has passed
I've seen much that is great and vast.
My soul may wander
Up alone in the stars,
And my sight is clear
As xanax bars.
I speak fluid spanglish,
and sing of the sea.
Life is beautiful,
Oh can't you see?

I was kissed by an angel,
you see.
This dimple on my chin
Is the mark they left on me.
I wonder,
what may this be?
It's just another spell cast over me.