conservative in the wild
tainted, listening for a dial
standing under the moonlight
side comments, so short and quaint
stimulating my brain
no words could explain
standing in the rain, i liked it this way
nothing could convey
always thinking of this place
this day
the motion
your words
the clothes
the composure
the coincidences
the wild roller coaster
how my life became colder
how you threw the cold shoulder
how you just closed the folder
but in retrospect, i realize it was smolder
i a**umed intellect came as you grew older
not everyone's articulate
sometimes words are rather difficult
but the moments stay intimate
taste of cinnamon
i'll always keep the vision
you and i, standing in the kitchen
these words i've written
you're not a villain
i'll always think of you for a trillion
thanks a billion