Sometimes you have to stand in the sun,
Naked as a jay bird.
It just feels right this way.
A need to let the world pass through you and wave, takes over.
We say hello and goodbye in just one perfect word.
Existence is always new when you can do just, that.
You can make acceptions for the time you take to yourself.
It would be nice to not be by myself in this selfconcious moment.
I feel funny standing here with my stuff about the air.
Doesn't really matter for sake of saving face.
People see more of you than you realize.
I never thought anyone is that invisible.
Well, that's a lie.
I did for a while.
I've found myself changing my mind for pant's that fit.
I never understood designer jeans or underwear for that matter.
To rub your no no parts against expensive stuff is for people with more money than me.
I really have lost my sense.
I don't want designer, just someone who fits well.
Someone you can forget time with.
Two electrons spinning around the core of the world we built,
Revolving so tight in formation, we go nuclear.
This kind of love is how stars are born.