#happoem

Peanut butter, I mutter, as I bite in to the toast. - It's peanut butter, PB that I love the most. - Peanut butter, you're utter(ly), Devine, - Oh peanut butter, Please say you'll be mine. - Such a simple idea, And perfectly formed. - Peanut butter you're the voluptuous woman of the spread cabinet, An absolute jam magnet. - Let me spread you all over, You're way better than clover. - Oh peanut butter, There's no peas in sight, You're not green, You're brown, And you're alright.

As my girlfriend silently slumbers in a gently nested heap of blankets and pillows I find myself searching If you ask what I am searching for I cannot certainly tell you although I know it is something worth holding onto And as I stumble about, searching recklessly and endlessly increasing my focus and rebooting my mentality The uninterrupted snooze of my girlfriend's slow, perfect breathing, suddenly brings me back, and out from anxiety And I am brought to the realization that everything is sound and serene, as. Though prior it did not seem it would end this well So now, at peace, I await sleep, and do so hoping I will be taken by the sandman soon