It's not all water and light

I don't have any gummy bear stories to read to you at midnight

There are songs to be sung I'll sing to you in the dark that will chill your spine, arch your back and feed your core

The door to your thirst will be open afterward and the coward inside you will burst

I don't have the state of mind to lead you on

But I can turn you upside down with my tricks and pauses

We are balloon friends

No water, No light

Just the dryness and staleness of disbelief and quiet clouds

I loved you once so hard I almost froze to death from how good it felt

And the thirst and the starving for your water, your light brought me to tears I could not cry

No water, no light

I felt your ailing sun through the cold in my bones

This is our love story, untold, unwritten, longing to be planted

My reason is wrapped up in the anguish of you my forgotten lore

No water, no light

Only scales and frightful Friday nights shedding on the floor leaving our skeletons behind quaking from the fun and funny tragedy of us

Is this wounded chapter of our sordid lives together over? Or is this dystopian saga just beginning its circumference?

No water, no light

Simply the laughter of fears and its mundane comedy to a packed house.