Innocence in a fence.. danced this gentle soul.. Polly run in pretense.. break-on-a- dollar roll..
Down row a dream-life.. mama steamknife set the due.. pretty is as pretty does.. lovers pay for pretty you..
Saw her at the Pike down Long Beach CA way.. twenty years before born again to sense this day..
Age a different thing now.. social said a bore.. only thing she wants from me.. I buy her at the store..
Gone to dreams.. never ‘what seems’.. poems to song my art..
Love is romance.. passion beams my body behind heart..
Primal calls most every day owls proud hoots.. strong wolf song..
Social drunks have a care.. keep primal infant right along..
One was there when you were born.. remembered when a child..
Memory to be proud of.. you unaffected.. wild.. unique in love and style.. you fearless dancer lend a smile..
‘Lies are pointless self-indulgence.. a total waste of time.. present.. past and future.. for everything is suspect’..