I Wuv Woo
and Other Verses
By
Nathan
Caleb Camerer
Verse
I
I
wuv woo
We
make faces at the Moon
God
watches lovingly with a telescope
Who
cares who sees what tonight
Our
happiness explodes from our nest
Seeping
into the trees
Load
the hookah with the days of our lives
Inhale
the future and exhale the past
It
will be this way forever,
But
only if we let it
Verse
II
There
is a mountain high enough
You
call it “My Love”
The
sides are steep
Littered
with the detritus of others
Some
placed on pedestals higher than mine
Blocking
each path I choose to the summit
My
lack of rock climbing experience is hindering me
The
way your ass looks in a rock climbing harness,
That
keeps me pushing onwards and upwards
Wishing
for wings,
But
I hate Redbull unless it has Jagermeister in it
Then
this rolling stone gathers moss on its memories
Either
way, I’m doomed to a long fall
Watching
you wave goodbye the whole way down
Verse
III
Hotel
or motel,
I
never could tell the difference
I
know it wasn’t a Holiday Inn
You,
me and a couple of your friends
Only
one enjoyed the detour through the desert
We
still made it to our date on time
Minds
blown by the blood on the stage
I
love you so much until death do us part
Everyone
just laughed at me for playing fetch
Photographic
trickery had us walking on water,
But
I’m not Jesus and your prayers are answered
They’re
answered in the order they are received
If
only he wouldn’t have stopped answering my calls long ago
If
only I had a Golden Phone like yours
If
only I was one of your answered prayers
Verse
IV
True
romance this isn’t
A
blonde with big tits and an ass that tastes like French Vanilla ice cream,
That’s
not you
You’re
not ‘Bama,
But
I’ve been there and you should avoid Dothan
Lincoln,
NE ain’t worth shit either
It
wasn’t the highways and byways of Tallahassee, FL that brought me to you,
But
I’ve seen them on my travels
Circles
call it “Destiny”
Squares
call it “Coincidence”
I
call it a “Happy Accident”
Give
it a name, but it doesn’t matter what you call it
I’m
here and you’re there
That’s
living separate lives
The
world keeps turning though
Even
though I have tried to make it stop
Maybe
I’ll go for another trip around this country
See
what I haven’t seen yet
Maybe
I’ll see you there
Verse
V
I’m
not the late, great Billy Shakes,
But
I think you’d like me more if I was
I
feel like him when we talk
Your
words are like a drug
Intoxicating
Educating
Illuminating
Every
conversation flows like prose
Inspiring
me to try harder
Try
and make you feel your own greatness
It
engulfs me
Makes
me feel small
I
want you to smile more
I
want to be part of why that happens
Help
me write that story
Let’s
write our own sonnet
The
likes of which the world has never known
