my story why of circumstance (come to circle my stance)

its never been better its been never worse
you are not the first
I found the opposite of now
did you win?, I won
and I think to time it sets in
and towards my cheek a blemish admits my speech
and I want to discover so to uncover this out of that of you to me to glee
I’ll be that morbid curiosity of less than me
do yah say yes to we
I’ve met land to set loose the gentle lapping of tongue (young)
lipped forms smack the dolls
I smell the scent left from your hair the night before filling me
I still the wait of more
full let moons
let full moons of tomorrow rush smile
I’ve always been free
and I don’t want it to be obsessive with you
want it to be memorable with you
that’s a first
do yah want some me to feather the weather
mapping the forbidden
it’s a cluster it’s given
a haven to live in
could yet you let you lay a precious morn
mold the form to ease you find my mind
the climbed rise of may be(may bed)sighs