Wee Hour Thoughts On a Full Bladder

there are places i will never see there are places i would like to be there are attractions that i would like to view then there is the main attraction, which is you i remember sleeping under the noise i remember waking up with mosquito bites and ticks on my genitals i remember snot and tears turning to ice on my face i remember laying my head against your heart, the warmest of any place confusion left me at a standstill while still moving confusion righted me with two left feet while still grooving confusion created mirages in the dry desert of life confusion lead me to you, the foundation that helped overcome all struggle and strife