Why don’t you say what you mean to me
I always tell you what you mean to me
I drew a map so you’d find your way
Most guys won’t do that for someone these days
But I do
I do it for you
I do it for, you baby
I’ve trained myself to take up this space
But now your head rests on my pillow case
And it’s cool if you don’t want to stay
But just in case you do
I’d do
I’d make room for you
I’d do it for you, baby

poetry & prose