Should've met the mayor
so I could call the shots

Should've laid her down
french lover
gives so much

Lapping at your shores
bliss in a wave
stars in your eyes
a universe inside
palace of wonders
& satisfied cries
color can describe
teasing all the while

In the summer rain
mend your broken hearts
and their winter stains

Amid your wicked ways
and calculated plays
anticipated change
& wins I cannot say