Canary and citrus rays of sunlight
beam through the trees and snug beaten branches...

Sullen behavior you put off
give me reason to believe...

If I unfold the fabric
Wraped around me...

There is a line by my left foot
There is a line by my right...

I've never seen white paper look so pale;
deathly ill, immune to this ink I attempt...

If love had a first name, I'd give it yours
Because your love has the type of power...

I've flipped the covers off of me, blaming this...
on being over heated, uncomfortable, not even...

Let's speak hypothetically for once
After all, shouldn't poets write that way...

It's a pretty adamant statement to say,
I am not a coffee drinker, nor ever will be...

Before me is a single sheet of paper, a pen, and a...
I'm not a wine drinker...

I'm not sure what its like to watch your baby girl...
Into a teenager with her own beautiful glow...

This is wrong.
What am I doing...