OFFER

I DON’T DO MANLY CLICHÉ’S

BUT I WILL SHOW YOU THE ANATOMY OF LOVE ONCE YOU COME MY WAY

I FEEL YOU HAVE A LOT TO OFFER ME

FROM YOUR PURITY TO YOUR INSTABILITY

ALL THIS TO ME IS A RARITY

I ALWAYS CRAWL BEFORE I WALK

& YOU ARE HERE TO ENSURE I NEVER FALL

 

YOU’RE

 

THIRSTY FOR LOVE; SO I’LL GIVE YOU A REASON TO TASTE IT

IT MAY SOUND PROPHETIC, BUT IT’S TO BE EXPECTED

WHAT I’M THINKING IS WE’RE KINDRED SPIRITS

 

THE

 

FUTURE IS UNWRITTEN

THATS WHY WE SHOULD WRITE THE PRESENT

THOUGHTS GOING THROUGH MY POOR MIND LIKE A PEASANT

POETRY IN MOTION;MY GIFT TO YOU WRAPPED IN A PRESENT

THRUST INTO EUPHORIA WHILE MENTALLY IN YOUR PRESENCE