brooklyn, brooklyn, take me in…

is it possible to build a life here?

can this really be a home for i and love and you?

there is no, no way, of denying that no matter where life takes us,

the one-one-two-one-one

has secured a secure place in my heart. forever more. this might be my love song to you and i hope you hear my cry singing true and long. yes i am crushing hard. 

i had a dream last night that was the best yet…

someone, a little one, drew all over my white couch and i did not care a lick. in fact, i bragged about it. building my own small shrine and yes there is mud on my face.

these are the moments of my salvation that can either draw me close or send me packing and honestly

i prefer to be seduced.