Higher

This whiskey got me feelin’ pretty So pardon if I’m impolite I just really need your ass with me I’m sorry ’bout the other night And I know I could be more creative And come up with poetic lines But I’m turnt up upstairs and I love you Is the only thing that’s in my…

Alone Together (Dang)

Late night, I took the subway back home, all by myself. Mellow acoustics murmured in my ears I glanced at my watch. “Dang, it’s twelve – that lonely hour in which people hold back tears.” Tongue tied, I watched them as they kissed, (however voyeuristic it might be) “Dang, young love is wonderful (- don’t…