James Two

My lover asks, were you ever born, how come nothing lasts, where are your ghosts, the dreams you have torn, that won't leave you alone, I adjust my mask, stroll down the lawn, I know my past, don't ever throw stones, at what you've known, it stops you to grow, I like these chit chats, not a fool to fawn, or risk anything like that, with love in my bones, I can create a storm, everyone needs a home, the key’s on the mat, where no one's forlorn, I don't do aghast, a heart without scorn.