Sure , sure, I believed you

(I actually did).....
(but that's another story)

Yes 'oh yes
Tonite feels like a good night for typing words
And clicks, a humming machine beneath my finger tips.
I will put onto you what has been inside me.
Most will never even be read,
Some get over looked.

Loathed?

Liked?

Deep in thot,
Where in the puzzle do I lie?
The peice that you know exactly where it goes from the beginning,
Or that peice that when youre done you just cant seem to find?
That finishing touch.

Like the hands of a lady.
One that seems so sincere,
Sinister?
No sincere.

Thats the right word.
Now
Back to streaming logic
All hesitation set aside,
I wish you no ill will my love
We are now even
Now give her to me
You made me who I am
is this a line that you write us all.
One and only you. Because you are you in me without me.

Boy, you sure know how to choose'em
Cause you can never let them go.
By god they're all so perfect you could stand them in a row.

Good taste, he has.
And they all tasted great ;-)

Oh Boy.