Bird girl
huddles by the gates...
"by gee! you make that look easy, fella"
and i just rolled out a goofy grin, all glad...
Your colours don't represent your feelings for...
They merely resemble the opposite...
Howling stomachs
Vacant and bare...
Feeling like Iam walking on a marsh
People stare but they don't touch...
Chicago streets litter themselves
with sequins and vintage gin...
~Charlotte
He has a mystic beauty about him...
Nights draped in sin
Mistaking lust for love...
Baby hold open
your hand for me...
Air is heavy when you're sober,
a weighted nothing breaks your pride...
Let’s start this with some counting
One, two, Three...
She likes girls and she likes boys
But both consider there to be a choice...