Dazed be Confused

Confused played the daze as I were confused    She smiled at me bright with a rumbling in my tummy   We always talked up a storm about this and that    Life and the purpose, ways out the worms and into a nimbus   Her scent tethered my soul   Spice of the wood crisp shaded nights   Mary reminded me it was ok to live , fear yet to love , be blind and not be lost .