I keep

I keep this sweet life simple
From feet up to my dimples
From birth to defined wrinkles
Sunrise to star light twinkles
Speak truth and call it lingo
Kiss slow and fog up windows
Lips closed when calm and blissful
To make it all official

I keep my deep thoughts scattered
I don't think cheap talk matters
I love how seesaw patterns
Form over these small chapters
You all want greener pastures
Admit that greed's a factor
I just want peace and laughter
And a few beats to master

My Desk

I put a plastic lizard in the bamboo vas
And directed his eyes towards the cactus on
My desk by the empty roll of Scotch tape
And the soft airplane that I stole last May
Then I gave him a straw to enhance his life
Now he drinks from the vas when he can at night

On the walk to work

Successful women have really short hair
And unsuccessful love lives
I like girls with really long hair
Who'll make love to me all night