Peaceful Tranquility

We hope for love to be close to perfect...

I am still this OutKast crawling with the insects...

Maybe we were all just as wrong as the next one in line... 

We're always ok, we're always doing fine...

We all want intimacy while isolation is a safe haven from getting hurt...

We hate to say it when we're not adding up to the golden heart kicking up dirt...

Maybe I need to find the common denominator that gets in the way...

Watch me explode as I venture out into the sea when skies are grey...

The struggle is real and good women fear good men...

What does a man have to do to get a good woman to sin?

She's out there somewhere in a world that seems like a foreign land...

Distant and elegantly passionate when the tide beats against the sand...

This is a lonesome voyage seeking a peaceful tranquility...