I can't help myself alone
so cross my street
and we can walk
in tow
and let all our balloons
float
because I cant write
my own poems
so be my trails
that I need to always explore you
and I was broken
till you searched
for me my candy girl
and now were beginning
to see what happiness means
and we're putting up
the sold sign
because I had nothing
but now I have your beautiful sweet eyes
to sweeten up my entire life
with your apples
in those pretty pretty pink pokeodot
shoes you do
like Marylin Monroe
and I can't help myself alone
I need you
©mrnothing
M