I'm in need of a double shot of something I ain't never had. But it ain't no drink so you do the math. Taking in consideration that I wanna taste something real. A smooth comfort of a deeper type of feel. I'm craving a temptation that drips from the eyes. A pure sense of security curled up to life. With no end to how touch is more than a fingers stroke. I believe there's no place like home. N to go there is like a dream that drifts in thoughts. Allowing me to briefly ease into a pause. I could use a friend who related to who I am. Someone who doesn't look at me like I'm anything less of damn. Without the tap that leaks with a heartache awaiting my return. I want worth. Having more meaning in eyes that never lost sight. I can't find it in the bottom of a bottle deep into a hollow night. N a bar ain't the calling I seek. There's more to the heart that clings to sharing what's free.
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