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i was amazed, at the time, of the trinity of Dear, Dearest and Dearish. The Dearish was something---- not so ultimate.... I think these were the days I was trying to stop using Superlatives so often.

lyrics

My truth
is so deep
it'd take years
to excavate
to its core
and when it is revealed
most probably
you won't be
around anymore.

My person's
like a Gun
I carry it
in the pocket
of my pants
like a weapon
underneath the pants
i am protecting
the flower of my soul.

Sweet
in between
The Flesh of Yes and No
Comes the Hips
which open
like Umbrellas
in an international
unheard
anthem.

My baseness
my bluntness
my quick rapidity
to nail you down
and raise you up
like a tied flag
is my wasted inspiration
just one idea
that came
impulsively
misfired
misfired
to Kiss you.

To Kiss You
Paper in the wind
News revolts from Clutched hands
and reverts back again
to the open sky
of no commentary or opinion

To Kiss You
Logic Weeps
Yet is swept in the sweep
of its own reason wept
I will hang my hang later
for the Haughty clouds
None the less dearish, I ravish you now.

A moment more
and I am privy to your every need
I resign this self-investment
to cater to your seed
I will not again go hungry
I will not again need sleep
You, my tobacco flower,
fill my lungs and I breathe.

I will never write poetry
like the shape of your mouth
and no poetry will transform
and spit me out
like it is
To Kiss You

To Kiss You
Paper in the wind
News revolts from clutched hands
and reverts
back again
to the open sky
of no commentary, opinions
To Kiss You
Logic Weeps
Yet is swept in the sweep
of its own reason wept

I will hang my head later
for the haughty clouds
none the less dearish
i ravish you now.

To Kiss You
Paper in the wind
News revolts from clutched hands
and reverts back again
to the open sky
of no commentary or opinion

To Kiss you
Yes Logic Weeps
Yet is swept in the sweep
of its own reason wept

I will hang my head later
for the haughty clouds
none the less
my dearish
I will ravish you now.

You Are The Dearish.
You Are The Dearish To Me.
You
Are The Dearish.

credits

from Cupcakes. and radishes, released January 1, 2004
brad barr (classical guitar)
leslie helpert- acoustic guitar, voice
andrew barr- cajon
mat maneri- electric violin

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