These days I watch the pollinating bees
Sniffing the marigolds
The Cinco de Mayo parade
A blanket of Joe’s pizza
Searching for my beacon
A thing of beauty that tastes good in my mouth
A strawberry destiny that sweetens
Maybe it’s something I can’t exactly vocalize
I’m always looking for the next thing
The ecstasy that it’ll bring
But if I could just stay right here with You
Maybe everything would be made new