I am a good man

At least I spend too much time thinking I am a good man
To really come forth with any recollection
Of how i’m fraught with habits teeming with a sly snake mind
Hanging in the foliage
Down the page it goes
I play telephone with myself
And with you
Can we ever ever know what we truly mean to say

I wonder, about things…
I wonder if I can draw my hands in the dark
Holding a cigarette
A shooting star catches my eye
I wish for the
You know what, you already know

I think of myself as a good man
Maybe so I can assume, that I can be a James Bond womanizer
Like I am the guy that catches the eye like a star
It took me awhile to get over that one for me
At times I might think,  for some reason
Maybe i'm too intelligent for sexual urges
Like Isaac Newton, virgin till death
I don't always have coitus like a rabbit
But i sure dig holes like one
It's because...
I always work to think with curiosity
There’s nothing better than asking questions
But i never ask the question
Is this person in front of me…
You know what - they are
Whatever it is
Just to not cave into drunken - thoughts
Drunken on a perchance of its never enough
perhaps you might say, it - is - not - possible

But i am living life
Eyes wide open
Never stop seeing for a second
Unless your tired
It seems there is endless conditions
To how we live our lives
But the truest things in life need no conditions
Do you ever see a thought in someone's eyes
You didn't mean to see?

And i’ll hide my insecurities too
Only to have them come out
Like a groundhog telling the weather
Or a rainbow after a storm
It happens - sooner or later
Just like a shooting star

And I wish, I really wish ---
For the world to stop burning
All among the heartache
Kisses like lighters flicking
Burning fire to our desires like we were ready to burn the world down
Before asking the question
Is this person the one
Asking beyond their humanity
Or
Never asking at the right time
Nobody's ever perfect
But their hearts beat like mine
We never really need anything more -I say
And I never want to be drunk on the thought
That it is beyond us
To - not - grow - cold -
To the world around us -
To be sparing in our love -
To grow -
And i hope that tomorrow
I will wake up
A better man