I had a bright idea.
I will call to see you,
despite what think
you do I try pursue.
But hear me mine,
sweetest of sweetest,
I not damn blind see
I what’s between us.
Torture the devil we
might as well say pray
we do for my love I’ve
something I must say.
I had an idea to share
for me to feel the hair
in my fingers as look
at I you I always stare.
Puzzle of chaos an
audience entertain
the less said sort of
things we abstain.
Yet I could never I
could not bear hurt;
though I get I’m still
a love it I deserved.
Answer to what me
brings me up let me
fill this sacred a cup
where Christ bleeds.
My hands reached to
join the joy of pursuit
as my mind I look up
and down, you’re cute.
I’ve barrels of levity so
let us get to the point.
Take my hand girl we
need discern anoint.
