3 Am

Lift me higher than the clouds I’m shoved into dark shrouds We blend like coffee and Boba I haven’t seen any flaw In you…in you…deep in you I’m missing my other shoe We woke up in each other’s embrace I still have mercy and His grace It all happened at 3 AM It all happened at 3 AM I wear you I smell you I snuggle you I taste you What else d’you expect? I crawl on you like an insect What else d’you expect? I dream of you I suckle you I think of you I stick to you My eyes are weeping Deepening in my ruins My mouth is dripping Thrown away in a billion bins I find myself inspired when you are around You are brilliant…sky from ground… If I were yours, I’d be happy as hell If I were yours, I’d get outta my shell Listenin’ to iheartradio on fleek Actin’ like a drunk, foolish geek And this all happens 3 AM And this all happens 3 AM What’s wrong with me? Laughing out loud at 3 AM Drunk off of happiness Drunk off of joyfulness Free like a sun-shining sea Let me go because I’m a seagull in the sky Because…I can’t go on with you – a burden I can’t deny I used to love someone like you I used to love someone like you I can’t recall now Somehow, You made me sink in my daydream all over again I deserve paradise Making love to you in ecstasy I roll the dainty dice Vogueish design got me wondering: What if I was famous and rich? You’re my trend and you got me pondering: Why do I feel like a wrecked game glitch? Demolishing destruction in a minute’s time Constructive chit-chatter is what I need I need a friend by my side…I’m an almost rhyme I have humility at least, not your greed Why all this writing at 3 AM? Because I’m that awesome, who gives? Why can’t it be at 3 PM? Because it wouldn’t be as effective… You tell me you like root beer float Whatever floats your demented boat I’ll be wearing my 1980’s, fuzzy coat Sorry, honey, I don’t vote…I don’t vote At 3 AM…at 3 AM… But, I do vote for poetry at 3 PM