BG red bled the red bled not from my veins not from my heart from the part that loved you more the red bled
BG for the lovers i sing on tuesdays you dance on wednesdays the rest of the week we make love forgetting other’s this & that’s collecting memories storing them
wonderful day what a wonderful day the sun hugged my heart sparked a shine dropped a ray let me begin feel start anew
BG frog the frog was my friend don’t know why didn’t want to kiss him sat on sundays contemplating the pond pondering on the guppies below frog my friend always there on a rock bathing
BG some other’s regrets sanity should be questioned on a daily basis like falling out of bed without slamming into the floor finding a window open and closing it but always just always a crack left so the bad air has an escape knowing late is better than not
BG valentine’s lament? may the spark of desire quell the fire don’t fret or fray valentine’s day for friends/lovers undiscovered find their way on other days
