one way street

true story
i'm an intense little lady
my mind, like yours, don't stop
i may not be as vocal about it all the time
not for fear's sake, just a little protected
i got a lot at stake
like my family
my friends
the life i've built
the faces that fill it
the poems on my lips
the rotations in my hips
the taste of my skin
the ache in these limbs
save that pretty in an almond
hold on to the drive to mulholland
montana boy meets la lady dreamer
yeah, in my coffee give me a little more creamer
wanna kiss your wounds
run my fingertips the length of your backbone
lay your head on my chest, show you a little bit of home
fill that belly with love
hold your face in my palms and quite the noise
your hand on my thigh like you had no choice
wanted hope to run dry because we're living the dream
so verbose these two suns joined together at the seams
this king and this queen
building something out nothing
making meals to feed our tribe
an equal human to stand beside
scream at the moon with me on the way back from the hot springs
never happened, and so it is, silly daydreams

and beyond the fantasies, between you filling up this cavity
love's full capacity, we come back to reality
and some where in me, when i look at you i see
we can set each other free
and be
but so much is at stake
need some one to trust
this heart is not to take and break
looking for the one to build with and make
rainbows on rainy days
love, not by convenience
love because 'we' are the only way

i am needle
i am thread
a morning thankful
your every night bed
the pillow for your heavy head
the win win in all the cool
but i refuse to be love's fool