i am lover rock you play hard ball, warrior, stomp dancing like a moshing Native American, no grace, all grace? my heart is stopping like death, but you're involved. flicker firefly nerves singular glow (coming from the both of us) i can taste the stale freshness in the air ideas whirling around your spinning elbows perfection looming like a heavy gold medal jealousy might be lost, but who knows all i see now is pain.