Aloe Vera

Hung like wedding veils from her home
Those white curtains in her windows
Move like a breeze on an un-kept lawn
To be on the other side as the one I'm on

She talks like water in a gas tank
Crawls on walls and smells like rain
If she's ever said too much, I
Wasn't there or I hadn't had enough

Well April comes with hearts in mind
She's got a love and I still ain't found mine
But there's a corner store where I spend some time
And all the men there keep their eyes dry

They called the girls in summer skirts on cruiser bikes
Like they were praying to God out of spite
But it ain't a girl's fault, just some fault those men
That make her the muse to their bitterness

So when I pass the home of the one I think of
And go down where my thoughts come from
I don't wish her any wrong
I'm just not wishing much good to that one she loves

See when she wakes up in her morning bliss
I hope his lips are just too chapped to kiss
And there's an ingrown hair and arthritis in his wrists
And his eyes are glued shut by mucus

When the sunlight kisses her warm skin
Hope it directs its attention to burning him
Though I hate to give her reason to smear aloe vera, all over
Imagine all that aloe vera just getting smeared across him
All over Vera, that's aloe vera, all over his skin so crisp

As long as bikes get stolen by neighborhood kids
I'll be around to purchase them