Happy, excited, joyful, and great.
These are the words that make bad words await...
Pamper me with your poetry,
whisk me away into a foreign land...
You extol the way I contemplate cellular...
My avarice, you decry me as a coherent lover...
If this flirting is more than spontaneous fun,
I'd be overjoyed in silence because I'm afraid...
The moment I saw those
eyes, I knew I had to steal...
Yesterday, or one of
these nights, I took that part...
I wish to see beyond
the nebulous darkness of my soul...
Others get a bouquet or pralines.
Flowers that wither, but that...
A burning sensation in my heart
Though you are mine...
Laying in your arms, close to you
I do not know what to do...
Laying under a generous mulberry tree
watching the breeze caress each leaf...
* Look at me in your moments of despair;
life is not easy life is not fair...