I want love as much as the next but Hex is cursor like a code within song that I love.
we have face and shape, but the thing we are, even if we were thinking at place of glass. my heart wants to believe in such things. My heart taken a ride times over if I were made.
the heart of place that takes me is only
self keeper of dream
my man will do
take me thru broken dream, black dog.
I begging a place of want and no waqater at end. I know this story by extension of my roots.
Person I am man not by blood but every pulse of the black dog, I know in his passing, a protector.
if blood is lost within my bones the endurance to be the protector.