It is a story that- let me speak

I want to hear this

It is what can’t come between

Because it is for itself developing into Questions

Okay- I will try- yeah TRY to form out

What brews inside me, like

Desire- for what! For experience

But is that what makes sense…

 

I have absolutely no idea

What is going on!

Let me speak- I want to distinguish….

Know! Yes I do want to make out with the lips-

No! No seduction! Just make out with the mouth

Of truth, you know. I am quite sure I will someday

slumber with it… "wake up in a bed of roses"

Yes. Roses... I am one myself, you know.

Shh. Please.

It’s a story.