we see the same moon

my love

and swim the same ocean

and eat the same taco bell

but we’re worlds apart.

we breathe the same air

and dump in the same outhouse

we use the same tubes

but my mail never reaches yr in box.

i feel like you made a rule against me.

i feel like your provider thinks im selling something.

i aint selling nothin.

what do i got.

the moon?

we have the same moon.

but damn yrs wanes nice

the heart is a muscle, flex it

heart printthere are some things that are easy to love:

the beautiful, the young, the fascinating, the familiar,

the blossoming, the mighty, the safe

but is that what we’re here to do?

jesus walked with the tax collectors and the riff raff

and afterwards he said love each other

the way ive loved you

he could have had a full on vip section, a velvet rope,

a guest list to his heart

he could have said dont you know who i am

but he went directly to the least tribe, the blind, and the sick.

because thats where his love was needed most.

supermodels dont need roses, they wont eat the chocolates,

they wanna be with billy joel

and seal.

and thats fine.

someone turned blood into wine.

turn your love into more love

and then make a toast.