This Woman her Intentions aint' Right.

This is what dreams are made of!! bauahah at least mine are!

Now to share a little something I wrote a while ago….

Got no pillow pets, but i got a snuggly pillow. 

Sleepy time and lucid dreaming flying towards that willow.

you droop and dance to my dubbed rhythm and your leaves shake to my bass. 

i feel your breeze through every crease,your bark is to embrace. 

now all night long i’ll spend the night waiting for the morning’s noon glow, 

but till then i’ll swim and fly till the beam of cheese decides to end the show.