Ocean Views......

The air outside smells like summertime

And swimming pools.

Subtle scents fly in on a idiots wind.

A cities invitation.

I kindly reply, with a cloud of smoke.

From a piece that she bought.

For moments like this one.

I think too much.

So many thoughts that I tend to get lost.

In one or two. Barely living.

Until I'm able to get lost in you.

Borrowing a bit of your heart beat.

If you don't mind.

While you focus on the most perfect flaws in your design.

I selfishly dig into mine and wonder.

What do you see, when you look into me.

Triumph.

Fear.

20 year old tears that read I no longer give a fuck.

And if you met me after 4 I guess your shit out of luck.

Anger.

Kindness.

Posturing with nothing but my passion behind.

Drive.

But it just so happened I picked one hell of a destination.

Pack light for the journey.

Laugh twice while your learning

And remember it all.

If you can.

Maybe you don't see any of the above.

Love.

For everything and anything under the sun.

Trying to make up for when I was young.

Though I still am.

Young king. Writing songs for queens and concubines.

Or something along those lines.

Lust.

Is a given.

Life.

Is for the living.

And I'm far from fred.

At the moment, just floating.

Working with the windows down.

Hoping.

Looking out into the ocean

And knowing what it feels like to be free.

Wondering what you feel

When you look into me......