impulse

Impulse
5-3-16

O, launch our Mayflower and steed boldly
I get in trouble with my old lady
Obsession is my style
and I cannot take it easy anymore
I am by love possessed
Angel is not enough a word to call you
Is this parallel or yet skew
I must say that I still love you
To the terrace of the tryst
Same size as a human heart
A clenched fist
I hear a cue to silence
Myself and I
Given my orders to take a powder
"Enough questions!"
My inner guide god shouts....





Yeah And Amen!
5-3-16

Pray for patience
We need a boat load
Even in the trials
I befriend my toad
Speaking in ink
It is my latest code
Loving your ozostomia
In my own special way
I want your germs
I love your guts
Foolish to mention it
In repetitive ruts
All is vanity and vexation of Spirit
We make their truth of falsehood
Believing to be set free
In another unfathomable riff
They are men of present valor
For all promises are yeah, and in him Amen
Shall we in our haste to slay make not waste
In the lead role you play...