Sunday, March 9, 2008

height

your thoughts were true, i would not stay
singing to tunes, i begin to say

id love you today
in another life
walking hand in hand
sipping on drinks
that love is today

the excuses are endless as bleeding mattresses come alive dancing around your living rooms intoxicated with ceaseless come ones and hellos goodbyes, you dont have to be so callous while i invite you to trim my tree, the spruce
its a large tree thats full of green and lavender
it wakes up to cold shoulders because you raised that head early in the morning so you could go to work and pay for my mealtickets while skipping across the greenery
you dont have to pay so much, i dont want you to shave your head or invade the los angeles the way ms spears did , coming unraveled with smiles and umbrellas
dont sleep too late because youll miss your class and forget to enjoy the sunset