Dusted Cover UnreadDusted Cover Unread:You will find me on the last row.Of your local library.In such a public place.Yet lonesome over comes.This old book on the shelf.Many have looked. And seen what is below their eyes.A Dusted Cover Unread.You'll know that we are not the same.In every way that we are different.Plenty of color and ambition.Rises from the top shelf.A picture of what your into most.A sports car? Music? Games? Lust?Though on that last row.Centered in that corner.Is a Dusted Cover Unread.They say what you don't know.Won't hurt you.Well, I am here to say.This cover is to be read.All day by the bay.A flowing of words can te
Fuel My LoveFuel My Love:Cars run on gas.Tree's grow higher than grass.Humans get hungry.Animals hunt constructively.Everything needs power.The power to keep going.And here I call to you.For what I need the most.A hero to host.My love in my heart.That keeps me going day in and out.Forever and ever.As long as I see you.And let your voice guide.Like a flying messenger dove.To Fuel My Love.