cannot really move until that ball of fire goes down
my clothing is sticking to me
laid out under the fan
the stars that are still shining in my womb
glisten in my skin where i can fly
away from the places that hold me hostage to a creed
i surrender
to greed
and wanting it real nice
im taking it now
because i can
hot summer wind comes in the backdoor
whispering things that i adore
the laughing man was in plenty pain
hugs to you tonight
i have been one that had to fight that fight
depression sux
love to you
the heat
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reason is over rated, as is logic and common sense-i much prefer the passions of a crazy old woman, cats and dogs and jungle foliage- tropic rain-and a defined sense of who brings the stars up at night and the sun up in the morning---
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Well told in your unique tongue.



Re: the heat
love always, at the end of the day.
Re: the heat
i understand finally
my dear departed wife
battled with it constantly
i was always charmed
i guess
had a taste this year
it sucks
no doubt about it
gettin old aint no fun
fact
just gotta keep movin
dancin b the best remedy i ever found....
my dear departed wife
battled with it constantly
i was always charmed
i guess
had a taste this year
it sucks
no doubt about it
gettin old aint no fun
fact
just gotta keep movin
dancin b the best remedy i ever found....

me I feel like I'm becoming some kinda Kung fu t.v. Priest.....
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- i love to dance
- sometimes when my room mate goes on her gallavante-i crank up the car radio- BECAUSE I CAN- out here in the fields-
and yeah it is dance around the trees-
yep- my lil circle i just keep hitting it- whenever i want a cigarette
i hit that lil walking thing-
sometimes i just cannot breathe
i have to get some air
maybe
there is something to be said for the dancer and all its mysteries-
i can tell you this-
if you cannot dance
you do not know that bliss
peace man

and yeah it is dance around the trees-
yep- my lil circle i just keep hitting it- whenever i want a cigarette
i hit that lil walking thing-
sometimes i just cannot breathe
i have to get some air
maybe
there is something to be said for the dancer and all its mysteries-
i can tell you this-
if you cannot dance
you do not know that bliss
peace man
reason is over rated, as is logic and common sense-i much prefer the passions of a crazy old woman, cats and dogs and jungle foliage- tropic rain-and a defined sense of who brings the stars up at night and the sun up in the morning---
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