That girl

Is the one who caught me

recently and won't let me

go you see, she just caught 

me one day, like a fish on

a hook and I was gone to

the rest of life and I can't

get her out of my head

and she is too far away

to get in my bed right

now, and I just crave the

sight and sound of her

and that gets me through

the day but I want her touch

again, it's not fair the way it

went, but we can get it back

on track no more accidents

to interupt our run at the

sun and the rain and I just

want to trip with her and

walk in the sand here and

I want to walk in the hills

and lie in the meadow and

dream for a while that life

can be something more and

I want to read what she writes

and I want to watch her dance

naked in the dark and I just

want her...her, not another

there is something, something

about her that caught me

and I want to know what

it is.

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This is How I Roll

It is hot and I am tired

but still wired from what

was done to me audibly just now

when doors close, gates open

and I never expected the kind

that present themselves to me

this time

and I am longing, longing to be

free of this place so that I can

go there physically man, and

go through those gates with

my tongue, and I really don't mind

the chaos and loss so much

anymore, and I just want to

kick down doors and break free

of what this lack of life has

done to me and learn to rock

and roll again my friend. I just want

to kick ass and take names

without shame, and write late

into the night without trying

to worry about that alarm clock

and I want to get my cock sucked

and drink in bars, with movie

stars and find a place to go that

is not too hot or too cold

and teach others how to reach

for the stars because this ordinary

life is being behind bars and I

have tried for years to be like them

like you and I don't want to do it

anymore, I want to fuck on the floor

in the kitchen, after a pudding fight

and burn bright and fry in the sun

and run faster than the light

catch me if you can, but I have

become the gingerbread man

and I'm quick and cool going

back to the old school these days

so lead. Follow. Or, get the fuck

out of my way 'cause I'll run you down

on my way out of this town even

though I'll miss the ducks, and the

sound of falling water in the morning

I don't give a fuck anymore...it is time

my friends, to say goodbye to the

family, the house and these guys

so I'm gone to get it on like old

King Kong, and this is how I roll..  

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