Sweet molasses this can get sticky. What really grabs peoples attention, do know, don't care. Inside joke, sorry. Things I love, my son(3), music I put my soul in it, the office( tv show), laughing, good food, good company. I'm genuinely a caring person, some might say empathic. I care about this world and where its going. I hope I can make a difference. When its time to work I'm serious. When its time to play its hard to take me away. Never stop loving, believing, hoping. That will keep you sane. I'm looking for my ki, do you know where she's at. I'm good company, come join me.
Ok if today was they day what would I say..
Hi and hello...or I've been waiting ten years to meet you you know?
Maybe a lil bit longer...I've seen you around and thought
Wow if only icould be part of that crowd...and maybe she would notice
If I smiled nice and smelled right...I might have a chance tonight...
I guess that's just half the battle..the other half is beleiving you are fit to wear that saddle.
Silly it may seem but if you follow me it is reality ....and the bridle fits right between the teeth.
Humanity questioning compatibility...pull the reigns..take control your destiny awaits.
Delusional so it seems maybe just confused you know.
Feeling like a science project..rip it apart..what makes it work?
I bet its his heart...look it's still beating...it's been three years..this is not fleeting.
Locked in like it was part of a masterful plan...believe it or not this is all just from a man.
Guided by a light that was more confusing than drivers ed taught by a blind man..still I follow.
Because he is in me..and anymore all I want to know...solace and piece of mind...lets me breath in this moment of time
It's been awhile since I wrote on this thing....
Can you believe I still dream of the same girl..
Hoping one day I will meet her in this world..
Wanting to make it ours..like the fable unfolded...
Real characters characterizing the intrigue of a story
So deep the bottom is open..no sign of a closing
Feelings so strong if bottled they would be exploding...
It is fire...unbridled....consume all of the desired...
Not fifty shades of grey....just black and white...I want you on this day..
Can you hear me when I say come out n play.
Look there is a tree with a swing...remember when you were young
And it was just fun to be pushed over n over under the warm sun.
Fun to run just because someone would Chase you and you dared not be it.
Tag oh spit I'm gonna get you...no safety, or tag backs, you just have do it on your own wit.
Freeze...oh crap Simon said I'm gonna fall right on my knees...green again...hope mom doesn't get mad
Popscicle stain too, courtesy of the ice cream man...I will just hide the clothes underneath the pile..she will never know.
Oh look the pool, dad just cleaned out the leaves...comeon we will splash him. That's always good for a laugh. Maybe he will pick us up and throw us.
That is a blast...I'm getting tired...smore please...can we have a campfire to make the marshmallows toasty?
Mom play your guitar...when you play I like to look at the stars....I like to dream of what tomorrow will bring..
Games candy maybe we will just sing....but tonight I dream of the day I get to give the girl the ring.
I see you..but only in n my mind of the girl I wish to hold onto...it seems like years of dreaming.
I feel you but the feelings are few and fleeting...are you here? Are you near? Please don't let me see
Anymore mustache fantasy...I can't take it....I know its in his time...but I don't wear a watch so unless he's
Dropping the dime please let me drop you a line...sweety this feeling knocked me off my feet from
The beginning...all it took was your smile...but when you turned in Ur seat...hook line and sinker...still thinking
Of the day we will meet...even though we already have...maybe you can see my thoughts...excuse them for most of them are lost...
Missing the smell touch laugh and smile of a soul I long to have in my life forever I think that's for awhile..
Over n over I think its about to be over....yardpig day take me away
Wrapped in confusion but still I see my own delusion...
Deluding the manifestation of my own boyhood choosing...so I think..
What is the choice? Stay in my own prison or break out with the power of my voice .
Yet what do I say? Double edged sword...speak not and never rest...speak once and rest in pieces..
Torn apart by my own thesis...a million hands waiting to rip you to shreds...
Then I guess they would disperse and touch many....influence and caress with a thought...
Suppose its a blessing....always I am forgetting...the power of you resides here....within me within you..
Break down my walls..raise my voice...make the earth shudder with your call...a dream I walk in from my waking call..
Always waking....a new day today...its these chains I will be breaking.
I am the weakest link...forged of flesh n blood...with only a desire to be loved.
I will not deny my heart does have an aching.
Threw my back out with that sneeze.
Excuse me....more to me than just may I take your order please
If I seem a lil distant...Is because I feel you everywhere but still your non existent
I've probably seen you a hundred times...my mind shows me a woman with a handlebar..
Yeah I said mustache...I'm still trying to deal with that...I mean we could wax it or bleach it,pluck it or just leave it
Although I wouldn't mind if it wasn't there...easier to kiss you with out the hair..
It really is quite humorous...but its truth n painful...another day gone by with nothing
Not a hello or goodbye, maybe, or we have to wait n see....just a dream I'm holding onto like
A window with a broken pain....you can see through it but its skewed... the light does not portray
The beautiful scene that's meant to be viewed....all I can see is splinters from my broken view...pointed
On the inside...full of fragments not completed in my mind...I hope I will live to piece the puzzle together..
See the completion of this jigsaw rubble....if not I guess that's ok too...I can build a home with splinters...
I'm getting pretty good at using hot glue...
To my Valentine...there is more to write...but I'm just ..................were r u?
Lovely spell...intoxicating, a whiff makes you lose yourself.
Can take you away to that awe inspiring place.
Hold your breath so it lasts...you don't want this to pass.
Glimmers on the inside, butterflies float to head give you insight
Uhhh hum....excuse me one just got out..its flying to its counterpart.
You could open up and let it in...or just let yours fly so there Dance can begin..
Beautiful the way wings flutter...like floating away in the arms of your l
Conversation Starters (i.e. what you'd like to do on a first date...)
I can find fun in anything, well almost anything. I can think of a few things that are not fun.
So I asked Santa for a wish...I can't tell though that would break the magic that is In this
I hope I'm not on the naughty list...
Dreaming your dream was the closest I've been to you vi
I swear I was inside you and you were making music for me.
It felt so real I didn't want to leave.
But you had to go and so did I
G had me on a mission I had to fly
I think you were enjoying life
At least it felt fuzzy in your head, like you were having a good night.
I can't wait for the day I get to call you my wife
my soul loves yours, it won't take hold to any other
It's almost not fair, I had to be alone for many years
I'm blessed to still be young though
I can wait for our time to come
Then its fun in the sun, and the rain, and the snow, in the lake, on the couch, in a chair
shower, kitchen table, counter,closet, backyard, frontyard( privacy bushes), oh and we can sun in a lot more places
There is one place we will probably not have any Sun, that's the bedroom
There we will just have to settle for making our own son.
Oh and we could do it there.
Ok so they're on their knees doing tricks
Darn them and thus lucious lips
Makes me think dirty thoughts
Almost ready to flip the script
Tear it all up, and throw it in the wind
Freaking temptation got me wanting the freaking
Get them bed posts creaking
Squeak squeak crackle snap
It wasn't supposed to break like that
I think that was g telling me to get my mind out of the gutter
Keep it clean without all the clutter
Remember your a gentleman and should have some class
Swagger is cool but it only brings you a$$
A$$ is great but it doesn't last
I'm in love with her smile, that's class, and she has a nice a$$
Don't know what to do anymore
Maybe I never did
They would say just a kid
With a dream in his head
But really its my heart bleeding as I lay here in bed
Isn't that how its supposed to be
Chasing dreams, defying reality
Does heart have to break in order to get through this heartache
Mom! I'm writing! Leave me alone!
Where was I? Something about love and heartache
Ok now my side hurts because I am hilarious.
I can't beleive I wrote this the funny part is its partly true
Oh cheese n rice
G knows how to make nice
Feeling all uggh heart uggh then Wam!
Puts hilarious right in my hand
At least I can see it now
Before I thought his humor was like pull my finger
Funny nah it stinks
Now its like oh my goodness
He's funny without the rudeness
And he makes you feel good
And ya didn't even have to ask if he would
Oh, my heart please come love on me, and I will love on you.
Really to my heart that would be pleasing
So bring your turn around in your seat to look at