stay close, as june draws to a close, continue to blossom, my rose, continue to flourish, and sift flour, cake jams, make others jelly while you stay preserved, while i cheer from my spot that’s been reserved, sunlit daydreams about the life we deserve, waltzing through visions where we’re heard, loud and clear, though i’m okay with opaque, i’m not picky about how our destiny is pathed, i’m simply here to enjoy the yellow brick road, where ever it may go
