I find it strange the things ones heart can arrange!

I find it strange how quick things change.

How the right thing is sometimes deranged.

How fast innocence can age.

How fun is second to a wage.

 

I sit in my car a rising star,

yet so very far from my grasp, the things afar.

But with each breath I gasp, my hands come closer to grasping everything I’ve been asking.

With this energy, resulting from countless works synergy, I am still a roach on a wall, aware that the higher I crawl, the further I’ll fall. 

I’m only in it for a fun time.  Maybe to meet a lovely dime, who will whisk away my breath w/each rhyme.  No amount of fame can frame the beauty of mud, the way I lust for my heart to thud.

 

How love accumulates despite my bitter distaste from a Serene embrace.  Do I act out of haste, or is this genuine taste?  How I want to kiss her round face!

So short, so cuddly, so witty, and mean!  A Scorpios sting is something worthy to redeem.

Baby doll we’ll be friends forever.  Never ever could I live with myself for hurting you.  And that’s just what I’d do!  Girls like you are very few, for girls like you can say the real Forest I knew. 

The Forest through the trees, the Forest on his knees, the Forest who would do anything to please.  The Forest who understood what hid beneath the hood.  The Forest who kissed my hand, because he enjoyed how time would stand.  Love does not burn my lips, for within your hips, down to your ugly toes, I can smell the fluorescent color which glows as that tumor inside me grows.

I know what is hid behind your lovely lids.  I know the joy in being your toy.  I know the warmth of your insides and the trust I dare not confide as I continue to hide.  I think I love you, as my ignorance grew.  I know I love you, for without you my face turns blue.  Your that breath of toxic air, which warms my face with a loving stare.  Feel free to give me your sexy glare, because you’ll never be aware of how much I care.