Motel Mona Lisa

‘Because, that’s the way

 I do things and scare my family members;

become a silent singer, draw scary faces; and picture you,

as a man inside this lonesome chambers.

That’s the way we

wake up and free some glorious daughters, suns and chosen loners.’

Bless, and fill this room with sudden, flamboyant  thunders; as hunger

swings with no laughter’s. As we pretend to pay; are we all here to find

a wise way, one way. As an unforgetable vanity and humble thirst,

that sings slow, through your brain tonight. Because that’s the way, I steal

rhymes and verses; No, please don’t search for looks, down and underneath

book lines and all gone faces. Try not to hate heaven sent crooks, gods speed

and races. Do you, still like and marvel as far as we can dream, linger all breathless.

Because, that’s the way we do the things we do and scare our family members.

When our dosed half, becomes a silent mood singer and drowns again blurry faces;

pretend to pay one way. Oh, this could be a real hide and seek, fun sick game. The way,

we live, change or just another curious way. Well as for me, I fought you and we won;

found you and my frown is all gone. As you go higher and higher and trust me; one Septembers

day light, line and free figure,free. As our roads meet, searching notions, e-cautions, electric

motions, inside true shadow plays and blossoms and giggles. Someone please, shake

our real dreams that shutter our world, and pray. Motel Mona Lisa, is my face, a real name reflected

on a real mirror; hey there, hey. Your fortune face, stares your heartbox. You’re a real

face this time that lights up my race. Bless the water and fill this room with cold thunder; rule our

heartbeat that no longer bits a one hit wonder. Wake up and free some twin souls and find ourselves locked up in

a good yes or no. Because that’s the way I live and stay; hear a loud morning and dawning and say,pray.

No distance, between you and beside my electrical emotion.

‘Stay, as they; live and let die and give shots at bright nights to wonder.

Wild as one wind,

throws, through our mind frames and main two eyed decisions. To carry home, our own

eyes and night visions, to smile; smile, shine and change, for they are able; and stay, stay

for we are this time stable.

For somesurreal warm, bad and mad hi(s).One sweet hey

and

                              Halloweens happy cries and giggled goodbyes.’

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