For you, I have placed my heart on this page,
Cause I’m running out of ways to find you.
And if I never do, and hell is true,
Then at least you’ll have these words to engage:
White, black, orchid, forest, rain, to transcend
War, the ignorant, and celebrity.
So we can dance to our own melody;
And let our arms, legs, and hips, shake and bend
Around billboards, strip malls, and gas stations.
To a view that only we two can find;
Illuminating corners of the mind
That will blind the eyes of limitations.
For this kiss. Which there needs to be more of,
Cause only together, can we make love.
written by: Carlton Sugarman