who are you pretty boo

 

there is a burning yearning outside within

as if ether has built up steam for me to inhale in

at the door I look out into day lighting inner eye

knowing certain journeys end for the perfect one begins

for being in the right spot cheering hollering

looking up the bright Sun glowing we are one

feeling is the secret as whispers cum in ear

believing every word I am thinking speaking

creating universes tongue twisters and love kisses

who are you pretty boo

art baby blue whom you knew

for the time is ripe and I am so hype

flowing is growing like trees to the sky

high as I for flying over touching tickling son you

adoringly me