Somehow somewhere
on a trip to nowhere.
Short circuits and disconnect
take my time to stay erect.
On the edge with, unease
rid my self of all the sleaze.
And then I feel I am going down
listening for the rasp of her gown.
I want my fill, please don't frown
I wanna paint my soul red, in town.
Somewhere somehow
looking for a reason now.
Written words and hearts connect
I could be a little more direct.
On the peak with no time regret
is what you give and what I get.
And then I feel I am going down
listening for the rustle of her crown.
I see the world not black but brown
I want to surface ,never to drown.
Peace and love !!!