Waitin

Runnin through the luv'rs memories I have left in my mind... Somehow time wound up here as I keep comin back to this life... Resurrectin the past in a new form everytime as I remember who it is I am... Addin something fresh to the trial n error each n every time I'm forced to step away as a man... Walkin solo comes n goes depending which one is willin to play with... No bs, no lies... It's like jus waitin out another go at the goods fantasizin over the movement of lips... Sets in which confide... I trip on the thought alone of what it is I was able to touch... N I've gotten the chance to experience luv... As emotion is better with the sex but to calibrate it to idle out over a lifetime, I jus haven't been able to perfect... Lookin for the best to test me as I know what to expect... Prolly jus to wind up stuck in the head where the others have gone... Waitin on the day I can finally say, honey I'm home... For it's the reel spinnin the playbacks til then from the now tryin to figure some other shit out... Peepin at interests wanting to turn gears to start me the fuck up n make more than a hormonic sound... ...