Streets smell of liquor,
It\'s legal child remember that,
But that doesn\'t mean she is a soulmate,
Staggering and hollering,
Smeared make up and lipstick,
That wasn\'t her,
She was my illegal shawoman,
A partner in righteous crime,
Injust laws in the first place,
To outlawing healing,
But she healed herself,
And the power made her so sexy,
Sacrament sensuality,
To me and our universe,
Our colorful spiral,
Natural and connected,
To our earth,
Our home,
We became everyone\'s healing,
And cherished one another in
Life\'s ceremony,
She was my soul wife and
Her husband was all I ever dreamt to be made 4,
Singing sacred songs to the pharmacy authorities,
Together holding hands,