BG my endless sea all my ducks wouldn’t stand in a row they waddled here & there with no place to go quacking became louder making little sense to me
BG in control i’m feeling love somewhere i don’t know who but it’s out there backside of rain watching the drip the drop a cascade the backside of rain filled with reversed rainbows the clarity is unequaled spilling & splattering droplets unifying upon contact no pitter patter no crack of thunder though lightening fills the sky it is BG july’s song the moon undressed on a cloudless night leaving the frightened in frolicked enchantment dancing on tippy tippy exposing painted toes eyes behind shades for the beams glow unbearably bright moon dust sprinkling upon the water’s BG wake up wake up not from a dream the head screams from life lies don’t conceal truths sometimes real sometimes revealing wound & bound BG between the lines i hate when it isn’t written in the wind when you have to read between the lines to discover if love
backside of rain watching the drip the drop a cascade the backside of rain filled with reversed rainbows the clarity is unequaled spilling & splattering droplets unifying upon contact no pitter patter no crack of thunder though lightening fills the sky it is
BG july’s song the moon undressed on a cloudless night leaving the frightened in frolicked enchantment dancing on tippy tippy exposing painted toes eyes behind shades for the beams glow unbearably bright moon dust sprinkling upon the water’s
BG wake up wake up not from a dream the head screams from life lies don’t conceal truths sometimes real sometimes revealing wound & bound
BG between the lines i hate when it isn’t written in the wind when you have to read between the lines to discover if love
