Myriads of furious lightning bolts freely marry
Lovely waters of the storming sea,
The wedding and desire of waves and fire
A union far less fleeting
Than that of you and me
And that burden shall I carry.

Hellish hoarfrost hovers on heart and window
I wait patiently for you at the sill,
Enthusiastic and bent on your advent
When you were to come over the hill
While I watched for spring as well
Even if I only saw the snow.

haste....
Lust,
the rush from the toes
tremulous thighs..
the tingle from the spine
from the kidneys
to the heart hitch rush
and the fast beat
swell forward and tense
stretch
close the eyes
and inhale
the wide nostril flare
heels apart
finding the centre

Outside the window
the wind finds a finger
to the bare middle
landscapes
and erect soulful
erroneous zones

After being in pain for too long
I can now sing a song
gone with the tip of a knife
I will regain a life
this broken tooth will be gone.

poetic soul
his phrases form a melody
they control
me
surrounding my presence
with his essence
and plunging into deepest parts of my being
His eyes speaking without pronouncing
a word
He contrives schemes to make me love him
We are love birds
He is my love limb
I'm hanging on to him
and his every syllable
Our saliva creates a binding chemical
Recollections of his kisses
Continuous passionate pawing,
He is my Mr. and I am his Mrs.
the closeness of his face

what if i wrote about love
like it was still lovely

i could do that.

i sit and i watch them, and i'm happy. they're good,
they're alright. i'm actually happy.
in that secret presence no one else gets to see

it's strange to think you never liked this.
it's strange to think that you never saw me in that gentleness,
but
i guess you never did.

Don't tell me you're sorry,
that I'm your man, not just a friend
I refused to repeat old history
and let you play your game again.

Did you forget how you insult me
after I caught you with another?
How you cursed and spat at me
and mock me with your laughter?

I used to feel sore, staring blankly at the door,
losing focus as memories haunt me,
my mind swollen with thoughts of blood and gore.
I want you dead for toying with me!

I never miss a chance
to smile
nor do I trip
over smile poems

love to smile
my while
at young and old
gals and guys

they look into my eyes
and smile

that leaves
an everlasting image
in their eye
as my smiles
are ingrained in their eyes

so I smile at all passers by
at least they won't frown at me
but smile by

you do share your
love fully smile
for all what's yr worth while