Dead Eyes

I suppose today you missed the daisies, friend,
Numb as you crawl towards the door and then attempting to stand,
Although the ground would rather hold hands,
I'm peach fuzz on the apple of your cherry,
I'm glamorous in that I believe the stars,
I'm surreal in a white willow projection beam,
An earth that mounts the universe,
As if it owes us a piece of our hearts,
Taking and taking and eyes blind as white,
So far your chalice is overflowing,
You haven't given since given was invented,
In the shady corner of your cerebellum,
There's a story dying to unfold,
And take me and I shall write it for you,
Be careful though or you may forget,
The words in which I've scribbled,
Choices seem pretentious gazing from the too soon,
Time will apprehend this life,
Take with it a part of iron shoulders,
Cold genius has never flowed so well,
You've got it all over your shirt,
Like fireworks while it's dark,
You will the hear the trees talk,
Just take a drink of me,
Swallow me whole,
Let me sanctify you,
Unlock your soul,
Feeling just like you want me too,
Just like you said too.