I hold it into an arm so real. There is something we could feel. Life's not horrible all the time. Smokes and cups and words that rhyme. Dripping ceiling lemon-lime. I love you that's all I have to say. Eyes of grey and pavement green. Wrap your arms around the seam. Take your love and hold it close. The slightest suggestion. Eyes of grey and pavement green. Wrap your arms around the scene. Take your love and hold it close. The slightest suggestion. Spinning slightly around. My head hits the ground. A seed pops out. Globes of thought then descends on to you. With love. With love. With love. With love