I wanted to write you a song

But I can only do poems

Really

So far

I wanted to tell you I love you

But i forgot what I wanted to tell you for

I forgot all the reasons that i wrote in my book

Of truths and self-righteous reasonings

Could it be

That even if i don't make time to see

Make time to put together all these pieces

That we already will be.

Or won't .

I do brace

I do prepare

Mentally make it so i could be fine if you weren't the blood, the wine of life that we shall live.

If we make it

Make what?

Babies and a good life.

I want babies, a good life

Solid strong sturdy and hard-working for others, the heart and a growing spirit. I see that in you too.

Do you believe in the good life?

In a revolution? Are we to be working for a new way, new understanding...

I can only imagine that it could be right based in God.

I can only pray that God will lead us on the way.

What an individual wants. Believing it to be consecrated in the wants of God.

Hmmm. Or there's more.

The waking see only one world.

That there indeed is a truth and a way. That life, like the fish in the river we can follow the flow towards.