i need you right now,
it’s really not my choice.
You take me there,
with the look of your voice.
Behind the black door,
i’ll do my best.
To make you feel better,
than all of the rest.
Strap up your back,
put up your feet.
As the lights go down,
i’ll turn up the heat.
dead beat poet 
:p I been eating too well , this my night-time reading hoping for some lucid dreaming