JUNES MOON....

JUNE'S MOON....


SOMETIMES I GET SO CHOKED UP AND I JUST CAN'T BREATHE,
LATE NIGHTS COLD SWEATS YOU ARE ALL I WANT AND I DON'T WANT YOU TO LEAVE...
NOTHING CAN COMPARE TO THE WRITING THAT'S TATTOOED IN OUR FRESH BLOOD,
601 MILES INTO THE STORM
AND I STILL GOT LOVE....
IMAGES DISTORTED FROM PAINT THAT WASN'T CLEAR COATED,
ONLY NAME I SCREAM IS YOURS EVEN WHEN I COYLY DEEP THROATED...
MY GRAMMAR BROADCASTED ON PILLOWS THAT DON'T TALK,
OUTLINED ON BED SHEETS LIKE YELLOW TAPE AND WHITE CHALK...
THIS IS A CRIME SCENE CAUSE ANOTHER CAN'T ENTER,
NEIGHBORS GIVING YOU THAT UH HUH I HEARD YOU LOOK DON'T YOU REMEMBER...
NO VIOLATION THIS ITINERARY IS AUTHENTIC,
WATERMARK SAYS THE SEAL HASN'T BEEN BROKEN FROM THE LAST TIME WE KICKED IT...
I DIDN'T OPEN PANDORA'S BOX BUT I DID HANG MY CLOTHES IN PLAYTO'S CLOSET,
IT'S HARD TO PRETEND I DON'T CARE WHEN I STILL WEAR THE KEYZ FOUND IN ALICIA'S DIARY THE ONE WITH THE LOCKET....
THIS IS SUMMER MADNESS WHEN I LISTEN TO THOSE SMOOTH JAZZ TUNES,
LAYING IN MY OWN THOUGHTS STARING OUT AT THE NEW JUNE MOON.....


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