like devils play where the devils lay
settle your demons boy keep on dreamn boy
cool air on a warm night the cat cries its growl
the trees creek leanin over
the ashes smolder, the smoke from the bolder
we dont ever get older
all the contents in a folder tuck away
managed in no future stuck this way
im here im gone im here gone

let the day tumble, the breads stale it crumbles , the earth rumbes, in the daylight is shined down upon the shrubs, man faces himelfs in a womans presence its her essence,the moons cresant. she sits beside me, girl hide me in your love, hide me in your arms. my good luck charm, your smile, lets me see it. your lips, let me touch them, your heartbeat, let me fall in the rythm. all my possesions, id give them.just to have you, the watercolor portrait visualizes and caramelizes my time. freezes it on a warm passion. its on, its here, its amazing, its you.

we were demons dreamin, seeing the life in a view, as the morning stew, a fresh cup. a stronge brew. bound for maroon heart, clouds didnt part they came together, the waters didnt part they just dried up, the old story is something that was just fried up in three hundred and fifty degrees, amber cedar trees and artificial grass someone offers you some , you pass but now left hungry starving for what you couldve had the giver is just glad. he jots in his notepad, he dots on his last thought…………….

the beauty inside is hard to deny to ones eyes even harder as time flies by….she shall try to hide..she shall try not to surrender…        kind of a way not to remember.its always there itll never disapear..love you shall not fear. let it take u in the direction it steer. no direction home,all alone…or one by yourside willing to die. its easy not to see its easy not hear it easy not to talk. but you will alwas feel. its meant to be, she is beautiful. demolition to a city to recreate nature. peace harmonies. ther no harm in me.but my passions.you.i wouldnt ever want to change a single thing except the time and distance in an instant. im gone missn.  i want what hands were meant to hold. i will easliy lay down my cards fold. im not use to thing being so cold. but id still give you the shirt off my back to keep you warm

i soul searched ……….my soul hurt…….. chasing skirt ……there was some perks…….some to pick thru …….some to pick you……..some to pick me…….. from zero to sixty……… but at a  faster rate from sixty to zero………. a fast stopping pattern……… the glass shatter ……….the soul matter…….. less than some superhero……. -j