Wake me up

...when September ends...

The Spring will be a dreamy memory.... I have been thinkin about what someone told me... how men always want things (romance-wise) to be like "the beginning"...

I must admit that I sometimes wistfully remember that feeling: the nerves/nausea, the feeling of anticipation and 'not knowing what will happen next'..

but, i think i'm so OVER that stuff: childhood games almost, to me...

I want that goodgood luvin and that's all folks - - f*** da bulls**t...

I wanna know my baby is there for me, and I wanna build things together, to gather my energies and push them in a singular direction of undeniable force....

devotion: love: surrender:

One-ness

Can this be mine? With one who's divine??

She's not here - - so it must be the case that she is there.... --- but where is there??

Searchin inside me, searchin inside... u

And that's for real