P untitled

How can you be so far?

When I tear inside

When all I want is you close

Right by my curve and my side

Picket my fence P, pickle my heart

Iron out the strain

Don’t leave me,

Hung out in disdain.

From here to there where you send sunshines

On ray boats piercing my heart stupid

With your wickedly missiled smiles

Elusively lucid in splendor

Eish, I am a moron in tongues

When you lash me with your happy voice