Nov28
More precious than diamonds, beer, or soft porn
She’s my butterfly angel I talk to each morn
A sexual marvel
A spiritual force
I’m speaking of Miss Helen Garvey of course
With a piercing third eye, she’s surfing the night
Uncovering clues to who’s wrong and what’s right
I’ve joined with her journey
I’ll stand by her side
Through troubles and triumphs she can always confide
As she plods through the darkness in search of the truth
And sifts amongst lies we were taught in our youth
The Kundi grows stronger
Her chakras run deep
Often the strain overwhelms her to sleep
Her courage inspires me to work on myself
To dust off the guilties I’ve saved on my shelf
She’s fatally loyal
I know that she’ll stay
My sweet luvin lady the end of the day
