Not Yet Roses

My core being is tired Drained, exhausted Where can I rest? Recharge, sleep Inject my vitamin Warmth, revitalized A burst of soulful sun Inside, passion A sense of well being? Is there any truth to that? Mother will I be ok? In my darkness I try not to rot Maybe a new friend Affection, sweetness Can I hold you? A movie, a ride Flowers yes not yet roses Sorry tulips first A kiss Gentle dance Under a quilt A smile Explore, search for oblivion Alone early sunday morning Let's move Leave Colorado How about Vegas? Big dreams, grand hopes Girls dance on tightropes I want I want to drive Rent a small place Black curtains A television, radio, typewriter Write a novel together Soak our brains In a creative frontier Rich dynamic climax With out a plot!