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Untitled #12 (July)

http://bynathancalebcamerer.blogspot.com/2015/09/untitled-12-july.html Untitled #12 (July) It was like fireworks the first time By the Berlin Wall A girl that was almost golden A slight look of innocence Then a look of a little bit older A little bit wiser Well, it's pretty to think so You're a stranger who's light came on slowly I'm a stranger with a homeless heart I try and cover your heart with my smiles I'd love to fade into you But I can't find you in this urban jungle A place where we could enjoy the last days of summer Sunbathing with a stunning redhead Find another warm place Go to Phoenix and walk around without a plan This JUST IN, Even though I know your name, I'm still unauthorized to know it If you ever find ginger in the desert it could be like ascension Like a child's kiss Like trekking the stars to deep space A place where 9 is the magic number to a still untitled event A place of love for always and never Can I catch you if you run round the world July is hot from start to finish From girl to woman Wearing a blue apron in the kitchen That boy Nigel is shy He is his mothers son Those jokes at the comedy club can put you on the ground Can you show me downtown LA That's where anything goes An incredible redhead who should spend more time poolside Put your glasses on so you can read my words They may come across as pulp Maybe they'll be junk mail I can still see your grey/blue eyes Maybe some day I can help you pick out what shoes to wear and we could go for a walk Until that day you'll be that redheaded devilwoman The one in my dreams I'll be the guy not wearing any pants In my dreams we are little lover's, so polite

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Toxic Addiction

Check it, check it, check it out… http://bynathancalebcamerer.blogspot.com/2015/09/toxic-addiction.html

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“...I turn the radio on They play your song I turn it up 11:11 Make a wish Wish for more time More time to do the things I wanted to do with you So many things to touch, smell, see, hear and taste With you the world was brighter It was warmer...”

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Cherry Blossom

You're the perfect cherry blossom A thousand years of searching Not a single day wasted Leading up to this moment Looking in your eyes The answer is in there somewhere It's hiding in your freckles Maybe I can connect the dots Draw myself a key Hope it's the one to unlock your heart Maybe for one hot minute Maybe for two That depends on how many bobbie pins I can find Find them before you do Keep imaginations from running wild Maybe bring reasons oozing to the surface Reasons to run and hide in India Become a dabbawalla Become a monk Throw the label maker in the trash Avoid track records Keep trying to connect the dots But you're point will be made Mine will be glossed over Put it in a frame and hang it above the mantle Display it like a trophy Bar conquest becomes bar fling Then I run out of dots to connect But I keep trying Always trying to connect the dots The dots that are hiding in your freckles There's a key in there somewhere But my glasses keep falling off The big picture is blurry But I don't see myself in it Even though I clean up nice My pens running out of ink Making it harder to connect the dots Treat me like a trick I'll still find you beautiful You'll always be a perfect cherry blossom A thousand years searching Not one of them was wasted http://bynathancalebcamerer.blogspot.com/2015/02/cherry-blossom.html

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He Does Something

He does something to you Something I never did He makes you look so good in love It's amazing seeing how much you want him He gives you a glow It's easy to see I thought I did that once And then you cut it out I thought you didn't want it any more But I was wrong That glow was never there He does something to you Something I could never do He makes you look so good in love I made you smile I made you laugh I made you happy But I never made you look so good in love I saw a flush in your face once I thought it was that glow But I just blame it on the wine He crossed his heart He hopes to die He promised to you He does something to you Something I could never do He makes you look so good in love http://bynathancalebcamerer.blogspot.com/2015/01/he-does-something.html

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The Lights Are On

The Lights Are On The lights are on But you're not home Your kiss is all I want Our lips pressed together Our bodies revealed later When we can't control our hands Let them go wandering Your kiss is what I want right now I'm addicted I'm like a junkie But you're not home I close my eyes I pretend The lights are on But you're not home Your kiss is all I want Our lips pressed together Later we can press our hips together Learn a little more about each other You've got me addicted I've become a junkie It started with a kiss Slow and steady Fast and hard The lights are on But you're not home Your kiss is all I want Our lips pressed together In the morning I can go In the morning I can stay Your kiss will tell me what to do Just kiss me Kiss me now Or lose me forever http://bynathancalebcamerer.blogspot.com/2015/01/the-lights-are-on.html

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Sincerely, Utterly and Truly

Maybe you're like Estella That might make me like Pip You reel me in Hook, line and sinker Leave me waiting to be spit out Or you could call me "Leonard" Tied to a kitchen chair Waiting for you to cut my hair Watching you eat my beating heart Lick the blood from your lips Wipe it off your chin Put on your party dress And I'll throw you the biggest party And call you "Daisy" But only if you call me "Jay" Bang, bang You shot me down Floating face down in a bloody pool A skeletal wreck of a man Held together by pins and needles engraved with your initials The benefit of the doubt was giving But not returned That blue party dress It makes you look like a devil But in the moonlight it's beautiful Especially on this roof Don't throw me off I never learned how to fly And I know you won't be there to break my fall Only time will tell what I'm made of As you pull me apart with the hooks you sank in Let's get back to you being Estella And me being Pip Rewrite our history to fit our future Put down the knife I'll take off my kevlar In the water we could be beautiful I'll forgive the eating of my heart You were hungry and I was available Sincerely, truly and utterly I'm yours for the taking http://bynathancalebcamerer.blogspot.com/2015/01/sincerely-utterly-and-truly.html

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Lucky Devil By Nathan Caleb Camerer I’m a lucky devil every day of the week And a giant on Tuesdays You’re the bell hanger A friendly ghost I’ll buy you a drink in Laurelhurst I’m a lucky devil every day of the week And a giant on Tuesdays But there’s no touching Not even for a midnight romp When you’re toxic A real wild child Being sassy I’m a lucky devil every day of the week And a giant on Tuesdays Do a little dance for me I won’t touch You don’t need tits, tits need you We could have a pill popping pity party I could see you wet I’m a lucky devil every day of the week And a giant on Tuesdays But I can’t touch you White room combat and you’re my little sugar hooker Because I’m a giant on Tuesdays And a lucky devil every day of the week I can’t touch you You’re satisfaction redefined in a wicker wonderland I want to play in your clubhouse Maybe some gentle coercion And we could be beach bums My current POV is perv You’re gentle now and slow like honey I just got the high score And I’m a lucky devil every day of the week And a giant on Tuesdays I can’t touch you But I kinda want to draw you naked After… Nova baby That red house up yonder Keeping Portland weird The one where you show your body of work Be a little sassy Because I’m a lucky devil every day of the week And a giant on Tuesdays Even though I can’t touch you