picking up the phone like
cooking/finding
freedom (within)
if life is the wine
between the jug
and the glass
and if I'm not wrong
becoming the lover
of your own nightmare?
to be touched well
the pain after
without it
my miniature
hectic nature
(a diorama)
cuz in the Big way
I want you to feel so good
so full of love and
if I can be involved
the way she
smells like soap
on the 3rd hug
