I watch the glistening stars
waiting for thy presence
thy brown eyes
a pulse through the universe
bound
connected
to ne’r be smothered
infinitely
Penelope
be mine
I watch the glistening stars
waiting for thy presence
thy brown eyes
a pulse through the universe
bound
connected
to ne’r be smothered
infinitely
Penelope
be mine
when you think you had enough
but you get much less
when he talks way too much
but you always digress
when you think you’ve made it
but it was never broken
when a lot is discussed
but not much outspoken
when you’re blind to everything
but can hear all the rest
when you gave her a polygraph
but you failed the test
when you think you’ve found the one
but you run into the other
when you’ve found a way out
but you just won’t bother…
1 marriage
2 people
3 kids
4 pets
5 years
a lot of fights
a divorce
a shyster
plenty of money
and many many tears
April Fewl
was a prankster
who enjoyed
pulling legs
thinking it was cool
but came up short
when she met
her amputated man
who left her clueless
what to do
when he said:
You should’ve worn
your spectacles
before I married you…
Mrs Khan
had a nasty man
who hit her hard
with a frying pan
he made her weep
and make her sleep
outside with the mice
in a garbage can
she ran away
to the USA
moved to a town
it was called Bomb Bay
there she met
her soulmate me
who made her smile
and feel happy
conceive me
carry me
hold me
feed me
need me
raise me
appraise me
stroke me
pet me
affect me
trust me
support me
believe me
perceive me
slap me
confuse me
reject me
eject me
neglect me
excuse me
leave me
be…
Oh Valentine
Oh Valentine,
give me love
plus 20 million
and I shall
proudly
call thee
mine
faded
by shadows
and mist
remote
beyond reach
I devote
myself
to her
perhaps in my dreams
she
in the distance
belittle
me
be little
you
I shall hold you
and squeeze you tight
I won’t let you go
without a fight
unaware
of things
out there
you build
your beliefs
collected
and divided
by day dreams
hoping
they’ll come true
somehow
one day
searching
for the right
or left path
on your
mystic
earthly
stray
my feet take me
to the place
I need to be
on the way
to your lovely face
I get excited
about it’s eyes
and dimples
reflecting
modest grace
lure me with your innocence
and beauty
and let our hormones
do their teenage duty
zip your lips
if you speak
but have nothing to say
if you use them
to kiss me
I just might let you stay
M2 gay bears
were dancing on ice,
playing a game,
rolling the dice
The ice began to melt
as the heat was on;
all the love they had felt
had sunk and was gone…
she
was born
with many a thorn
prickly
yet blossoming
in my light
not to clamber
over yours truly
much to his delight
holding reds
fragrant and fresh
she stands firm
with puissant pose
now stuck
in me
I embrace her sting
my beautiful
English rose
you can keep me
forever
in your imagination
but reality
requires a tad more
moderation
the fresh smell
of springs’ air
rosy cheeks
her skin so fair
she seeks
a naughty boy
who wants him
for her butterflies
and a bit of joy
all the while
her precious
innocent smile
and insecure
female stance
wants to control
her butterflies
before they start
to dance…
he is fond
of an occasional blond
but prefers a brunette
in bed
instead
I will take thee
by the hand
and I shall wed thee
in Maryland