BG a breather sparse not few and far between a breather amid the mass confusion a clearing of the mind not a ridding of memories a breather amid a stress-less day evaporating the stale opening doors to fresh ideas
BG the you are you listening ……….……………………to me the me inside of you the 1 you turn to when lonely when bored the 1 who answers with sometimes not so kind words the 1 who thinks you’re the best even when you don’t
BG fly take a step back take a breath take a look at what happened in the past learned lessons from un-named friends gifts & greetings bestowed from the unknown shouted obscenities just to be heard they weren’t new words texts & tidbits
BG forward a day of undressing placing old habits on the shelf unwrapping a new self boxing up fears tears toils & lost hours finding the power residing within grinning
BG cupid’s arrow when cupid strikes don’t pull the arrow out too soon let the dust of love settle around the room perfumed hair neck & breasts arouse the mind turn the music louder pour
BG new day new day new morn doesn’t feel any different than the 1 before the aches and pains feel the same the distance to the coffee pot hasn’t changed the mirror reflects an image grown to ignore today’s the same
