Get a Grip

I didn't take it right There are better ways to say goodnight than this but You and I exist My willing fist I will try to get a grip on it Dismissed Leave it alone It is leaking through in pheromones: dandelions-camped out crying Burrowing in terra-domes And they'll wait 'til the wind blows We shouldn't take this fight There are better ways to waste a night than this.......but You and I insist On drilling in To a wall that from the start was Paper thin We kissed I gotchu a rose! Each one of us a periscope Pedaled creatures level features- Lose the other in their ownn And we'll wait til the wind blows