Im a sailor on a concrete path
and I miss the smell of the sea
        I miss the humidity
Im a sailor and I miss the crackling laugh of the shifty tide against me
Im a sailor on the corporate path
and I miss the simplicity of living a life carefree
        Out on the ocean, Out on the sea
        Our wherever I want to be

I miss the desert
I miss the sea
I miss your beauty
Oscillation of your body
I feel so high but I'm so low
Probably 8800 ft from sea level
Come down Come down

Wake up in the morning
Pancakes for breakfast
Your lips are the syrup
The rain is pouring
Not inside our homestead
We're in no hurry
    to rush to work
    turn in a timesheet
    for the coffee to perc
Çause we're drinking tea
and watching the sunrise

The water slowly crept in
Bleeding nose while
The low lept to a fin
Drowning lungs pile
The thoughts of sin
Have another drinking binge
As my mind tires
and your lungs singe
with the blitherd feeling
of drowning, sinking
in loose hinges of tongue, mouth
and coldly bluing water
What of you're father
will he stop you at the alter
drowning you in tethered ropes
beaten and battered hopes
hither-ed by the sinking
and slithering to Mariana trench
Hades is looking for you
someone to tie to his bench
with a wedding ring
someone who can sing
You ******* *****

I hate that you dont respond
so distant but you still ******
my emotions when youre out
and about, loving everyone

I wrote a poem about her,
but a story about you
and I know its wrong
so I feel so cruel, but if its true
and if its meant to be
it will happen when the sky shines blue
and the moon glows through the overcast
so I will never again cast my heart into a
blue moon until a fish is ready for food

I thought I had bigger plans than you
but if you're true
I wont hesitate to blush too
so keep me around boo
cuz you're so smooth
and that's true
:)

Everything keeps on piling up
I don't know how to stack it
I wish our bodies were filed up
Lying beneath a blanket
I miss you but,
Im finding myself in transit