Friday
Ungoverness
So i got livid you see
blamed boyish fantasy
saw kisses made hope for me.
never liked work in her
sought lavish luxury
saw brides and rushed out to sea.
gave a a program memory
talk less more murmur baby
waited till that morning
and then and then and then believe me.
I will always be your tapestry and let you trapeze on me,
for i have just fallen into a galaxy and you are my only way to see.