A Mother Lover's Ode

smoother than most, all moving no boast, shooting a moon to toast, to our beautiful host revolving no doors, just opportunities score marking the entrance ways pores balance implored fracking a lack of communication crashing breaking backs and racking our foundation till were screaming take it back unpacked and all out, dig deep for the fall out, kettle blackened from potty mouths, busted missing a tea spout pour me a gallon of chandon the whole sip for your front lawn, till the bottles dry like jokes from monty python silly satans salivating sighing and spraying your favorite simon's saying cause piles of money and ego feed are waiting for the generating nothing new under the sun but above clouds I found me some, cause ignant bliss still exists even if you wear a cummerbund tell all your facts and try to catch my glazed eye, cause compromise can be the do or die, to where ever future lovers lie this blueberry from space ferry might fit in a test tube in perspective or we just miss the point why evolution was so selective