i know you can feel my passion for you
hitting you like a solar flash from the sun.
and that you can always count on me
to get you from point a to point b.
and that when youve crashed your ship on the jetty
i will siren you back into comfort.
and that when youre face down in the dirt
i will dig up the earth around you
and plant a garden.
but hey. you dont give a shit.
thanks for the temperary pick up.
thanks for tricking me with those sugary words.
and those soft kisses.
fucker.