A poem is alive
like any being...
Hurry up.
They're here...
Today I got to see the
colors of your sunset...
Me, myself, and I
foreplay inside tangled thoughts...
Her body is sky-scraping tall and voluptuous,
crystals shower her feminine neck as...
You stitched words and paved
lines with your silence. Took one...
I've been studying you,
little girl...
No matter how submissive the night is,
I will originate a succession...
Squeezed me
like an orange...
Majestic black horse
Muscles ripple as he runs...
Fine,
Just let me slip...
I'm a clear tear
I've been here before...