Do you like art?
Because I’m starvin’ to draw you.
Hunger pangs this is no game,
Draw my bowstring back
And crack, my palms have had a taste, but this is a full course meal;
There is much to touch before anyone gets full!
And what’s sated anyway when there is a tub to spill over into!
Let me tear down the walls,
Something you can crawl all over,
Skin to put our maws all over
And silliness to keep to remind us we’re full of laughter,
The type of medium that is without question above others.
The type of experience that has you saying yes please – I’d love another
Do you got that ocean?