Wednesday, September 23, 2015

August 20

Any time my love 
I'll listen to those rants 
About your out of of order rubble 
Your unordinary mother
Your insanity that hovers 
I'll listen to those talks
About the practical approach 
As if your father will encroach
On your up and coming views 
Any time my love
Anytime I'll listen 
To the courage that's inside of you 
The world you're barely breaking through 
The words are running out of you 
And you're becoming see through