yeah why do I even speak,
when you hate me cause I’m meek,
and all the plots you thicken
will all turn out to be…
a noose of simple truth,
take up this cross if you would use:
a symbol in a poem
to help you break free.
Cause if it were me you ask
I would command a simple task,
take that haughty head of yours
and drive it to the floor.
But I digress, I must confess,
and for those who hear – they will be blessed…
All of your philosophy
won’t open up The Door.

So heed,
and reckon…
I know,
a secret:

Kiss and tell.

And now it all comes back to me,
and then there’s you who wouldn’t see,
and I took the sliver
out of your eye.
But you said you wanted to be free,
so I took you to the tree,
“If you eat of it,
you’ll never die!”

So I tell you to undress,
Go beyond your shame and guess,
is it me your frightened of,
oh, are you frightened of me?
Put on Garments of Truth,
only those will give you youth:
and if your looking for an answer –
TRAMPLE WITH ME!

Cause I know,
a secret,
so reckon with your mind,
heed the words that find you…
Lovely,

Kiss and tell.

So hear what I am saying,
my friend,
and all you need is to find the real answer;
and I’m not going to say it,
any clearer:
Look at what The Heart has made!

&

Kiss and tell.