You have an ideal That I will never fulfill So I have to peel
Mostly I want To be myself Something special To someone else
The journey is far, you guess And possibly arduous You just couldn’t care less ‘Cause the prize is worth the test
I don’t sense much about the futur… I don’t remember a lot about the p… All I know is this blessed presen… A gift that too shall pass
Each moment at hand Is open invitation To the promised land
Just being yourself Is the absolute best way To show the world love
I choose to be The Most Unclean So you can see The God in thee
Most poems perused Would probably be better Made into haikus
Ever been great at Balance? Then you understand Why I tip my scales.
I guess I write poetry I just vomit my soul onto paper I don’t know what else to call it but, poetry
To tell you the truth I relish your cum It’s the best homage To a job well done
I knew I loved you When I looked in your eyes Recollection of places Not seen in a while Bright, sunny, and free
Little chipper 'munk Primal, honest, cheeky, sweet Sugar in my ’shine
Relinquish control Let the Universe have space To exceed expectations
