Of the amber streetlights circling woodland edges, carnal helicopter flights of fingers swirl seduction into our suburbia  Pray tell, let me thrash one hundred branches across boughs of your skin  which never sees sunlight  Of the flora and fauna treat me like an equal until it hurts  Deportment is the balance of tongues o'er swollen...

  Of the amber streetlights  circling woodland edges,  carnal helicopter flights of fingers  swirl seduction into our suburbia    Pray tell, let me thrash one hundred branches  across boughs of your skin   which never sees sunlight    Of the flora and fauna  treat me like an equal until it hurts    Deportment is the balance of tongues  o'er swollen...

In 20 more years I may lose my parents and maybe in sick bodies.  In that time gap my son will grow to young age man.  These thoughts make us to sustain life.  If we feel we future is in our hands...

Creaking sound of rusted latch sleeping alone again, naturally, only tide’s tremors would let her in  I should promise you  my last kiss of summer, for winter’s kismet kites are grounded strung by ice lifeguards; rescue is the warmth between thighs  Pearls for breasts, silver skin limbs frosted-glass...

You must be born as kid to mother To feel the love of fondness  You must be born to father  To feel the guard of protection  You must give birth to son  To feel the love of possessiveness  You must giv birth to daughter  To feel...