All I can ask is "Why?" and then understand I will never know.

if you were a fruit

i'd press you to my lips

lush is your touch

my teeth i'd sink in

Mmm mm take a bite

Chomp chomp chew me up

Gulp gulp swallow me whole

Burn the paper that has the power.

Burn the prejudice that has the means.

Burn the pride that has you tied.

Burn the idea that you are less.

Burn the idea that you are best.

Feed the flame, the siren she'll dance, dance, dance!

I'll wear you around my neck, let you fall into the crevice of my breast and there you'll swing softly with my breath. I cannot see you now my friend, the earth she spreads her limbs-but when I face my eyelids your face is there again. History repeats itself, this I hope is true, perhaps someday we'll meet again my love, just me and you. I've learned in order to get close you must leave and stand afar, I'll wait for you in admiration wherever we go, wherever we are.

Beyond the beauty that the flower holds

Past the moves in which her petal folds

Lies the roots in which her thoughts expand

Spreading madly through the debris of sand

Try to acknowledge what soaks beneath you

Before you pluck what you can speak to