when sweet can’t get no satisfaction

honey drips in old clichés
with Pepsodent smiles
white sparkling stars

be weary be wary
someday the sun
just gonna explode

mother’s eyes turn
warm then cold
baby cries

Father’s day is another tie
see (really see)
how he

lady Madonna
hanging on the wall
mirror eyes

do not fear/afraid
honestly looking long enough
will take us back
to the free loving spirit
of our birth

day by day
is always new
“go and do what thou will,
and harm no one”