Goldmine

Subconsciously I wonder just why I love him, why I haven't yet left you subliminally I know something doesn't fit no matter how hard I try, there's always something that doesn't quite- sit well with me. Systematically I might question-him until he's thirty shades of turquoise blue methodically I might cross-examine you but darling, know this I love you, I love you crazily that's why I'm crying because I found myself a goldmine. And to its 24 karat core, his claim on me is pure. So, if you're wondering why I'm still mad it's because I fear to be glad and will not have him think he no longer needs to work. And have some other little hovering hummingbird whisper boy; let's make like two turtle doves innocent and pure but secretly make love. Subconsciously I wonder just why I love him, why I haven't yet left you yet subliminally I know something doesn't quite fit no matter how hard I try, there's always something that doesn't- sit well with me. And I question why he's always tired. Systematically I might question-him until he's thirty shades of turquoise blue methodically I might cross-examine you but darling, know this I love you, I love you crazily that's why I'm crying because I found myself a goldmine.