rich and poor

rich and poor

we switch roles and tour

you latch as i open doors

i run into you closing

im young, its a mirical your heart is in the open

boyfriend to husband

same farm same dream hectic energy battle for woman

im a boy what part of you deploy when i hear the words,

im too young though i know you wanna raise my son.

soar bird atop its perch, im growing phisical and mental though you love and feel my perks.

no woman no cry

you dont even need to say one sad word my eyes the raining sky

pleasure or pain

just read the giving tree silverstiein and cried

my heart you got weak and high