honey

honey

-sweet, delicious, and delightful-

I

leg bruises from

night knees

sentimental items

sleepy eyes

who can believe in

choice, with no voice

who's is that?

that hair

honey, you're a catch

honey, you know what

I don't think I've ever

seen you before and

I might as well

love you.

Whether you want me

to or not.

honey do you know

what dreams are

dreams are the

green eyes, hazel eyes,

brown, brown, brown eyes

your brown, honey eyes

(yum!)  (?)

I don't see

why I shouldn't

love you.

Well, from someone

else's perspective I do

but not from mine.

honey we've got time

II

honey, remember

that part about dreams

I was out of my mind

and it's a sin to waste time

well, as far as dreams,

as far as I can tell,

there's a reality too

and I can't tell you

much about either

or certainly

which one we're in

and for that

I'm to blame

but

if it's all the same

I like it that way

III

oh man

I said it's a sin to waste time

and that's true, but

I was out of my mind

and honey, I don't mean that

at all about you

this is about time, and space

and feeling out of place of both

like pain that doesn't hurt but

you know it should and you

want to feel it and feel where

its coming from and feel where

its hitting and feel where

it slams you into place

and time

I want that pain

honey, you know?