I can write

I can write all day and day
Or night for day.
I try not to write all the time
I'd rather sleep.

I think about the times gone
And wonder.
If postmodern is pop
And I'm aware.
Does that make the world?

I write that it goes further
But what if, what.
If it all means nothing
We are categorizable.

Its beautiful I write now
But ugliness
Goes a lot further
Cause that is truth.

I can write if I choose.
My magic is in its reading.
The writing is not mirrors
And smoke.

Its mystic.
And long in the heart.
Time is so relevant
When all we have is
Words that last
Forever.

Annoyed

How come my brain is annoyed. Why can't I answer that question with a snazzy remark? I type and type until my mind is numb. I wish i didn't have so many problems, but i have none.

I poem, I rhyme all the time. My life is a fall from the greatest with so many pains and troubles and no one to hear me when I ask for what i want and the only way I can get it is by myself with no help from you or you or me or you.

Tank Girl

I want you to love me
and share your life with me.
You're the one
I want, my lady.

I have you and you are mine.
Spending time,
laughing, crying,
arguments,
and love-making.

Your happiness is mine.
In my arms, ever more.
In your heart, blossoming
My heart,
is only yours.
But you'd never want it.

A Tank Girl.

Stalker

29 years ago this day
You were born

Some men get their women
cards and flowers
Some men get their women
nothing at all
The right men get their women
the greatest gift of all.

To be in your life
Every moment.

At the mall while you shop
When you eat dinner
At the movies with your friends
Coming by your work unexpectedly
Watching you in the shower
Watching you while you sleep
Listening to your phone calls
Checking your emails and more.

May all your wishes come true
My sweet baby
So a very happy birthday to you.

Please take the restraining order off
So we can be together again.

Run-on Amy

All your ways to spoil my indulgences and
Me and
You are really neat.

Wild at heart and sweet
to the bone you are and I find I am.
You bring it out of me.
No other has done
this ever. And deserving it so.

I barely know
You and me understand each
other people never understand
that I'm a romantic inside

of you, happiness rushes in
to my mind. Your style so
tempting and wonderful in
so many ways.

All this affection and attention
brought out by three thoughtless words:

Bat Shit Crazy.

Iranian girl

Marry an Iranian girl,
A mother says to her son.
They will be good to you.
She always said.

Go out and find her,
A nice Iranian girl.

Son went through an Iranian drought,
Where he searched but could not find,
An Iranian girl he liked.

Eventually mother says to son,
Marry any girl.
As long as she makes you happy.

Thank you mom,
For accepting me.
No matter what,
Or who I'm with.

Love means

Love means that one of us will watch the other one die.
Saying I love you one time means that we will be together forever,
Separated only by death for only a little while,
As we meet again in the afterlife.

Real love is mortality.
It means that we will have to cry on a grave,
A feeling so strong that it hurts to know that we are apart,
Whether it be days, months, years, or even a fraction of a moment.
Real love is forever.

Home

The home is no longer
Home, Sweet, Home smelling.
It stinks.

Home, Sweet, Home.
I miss having your breathe on me.
Your touch too.
Things I took for granted.

Its truly sad to realize
That happiness was so close
When it's now so far away.

Hopefully only right now,
You will change your mind.
Sooner than later.
Though I can't be sure.

The home is no longer
Home, Sweet, Home smelling.
Unless you are here with me.

Your love lingers with its scent.
Haunting my dreams infinitely.
In our Home, Sweet,
That we cherished each other.

You are my home,
And I am homeless without you.
Please come back soon.

The home is no longer
Home, Sweet, Home smelling.

Meet

Meet the most
Wonderful woman
I've ever known
In my life.

She is perfect
For me in
Every way I see her.

She is most beautiful
To me.

She is sweet
And I am too.
Our lives are together
Where she goes, I go.

I was not looking for love
But she found me.
I fought it for so long
But now she sets me free.

The sweetest love
For us.

Latina

You are beautiful
the wild Latin woman.

You are the fire
You are the flame
To My true desires.
I am your servant.

Oil

I got oil.
Because I want you all oiled up.
I is.
You.

Sexy woman.
My Latin Lover.
I got you in my mind.

I'm ready to go.
If you are.
No?
Maybe I can be more persuasive.

I wait to use oil on you.
Hello
To my dreams.
I go to sleep with or without you.

Planning

After years of toughness
You decided I hurt you
More than loved.

I never said "I love you."
Because I didn't want to fuck
things up with you.

I wanted to make sure,
I was planning on it.
Either one day or one night.

But you left me before I could
Tell you the truth.

You said 5 years for me to learn
to live with you.
I see now where your patience
runs out.

I'm still surprised you
Have been so great to me
I knew you were good
But never hinted at you
Being great.

If there is nothing that you know,
Know this:

You may not know what to do
Or when to do it,
Or have a clue right now,
But every moment of my life
With you has been the happiest times
Of my life
And I will always give you my heart
If it pleases you.

We have issues to work on
And I'm completely ashamed
Of myself for it,
But I'm happy that we care about
Each other
Enough to be sensible about them.

That is why I am trying so hard
To produce fresh thoughts,
And I promise to always
Be by your side,
Never to mock you because
I desire your happiness
More than anyone's
In the world.

Loppy ears

Her hair
Her forehead
Her eyes
Her sculpted bushy eyebrows
Her long, very long eyelashes
Her straight, small nose
Her sweet lips
Her sweet cheeks
Her loppy ears
Her soft neck
Her collarbones
Her shoulders
Her beautiful breasts
Her big, round nipples
Her chubby arms
Her small wrists
Her hands
Her fingers
Her fingernails
Her backside
Her potbelly
Her small, tight ass
Her sweet tasting pussy
Her long legs
Her long thighs
Her bony ankles
Her tiny feet
Her little toes.

From head to toe.

Polette

Stand for Something

This symbol is for truth,
yet still I'm searching.
The future is unknown,
Yet I still stand for something.

Though the journey does not stop,
I'd give it all up for just a taste.
A loving charm of a sweetened faith,
even if inside it I blissfully waste.

I.
Am a voice
I.
Have nothing to say.

I.
Am a leader.
I.
Throw it all away.

I.
Go against you.
I against the established.
But I live here too.

Stand for something,
Anything.

Freedom?
Choice?
Growth?
Basic rights?

Is there more than this?
I wonder.

Divorced

I asked for a divorce.
I was wrong.
I beg your forgiveness
Because I was wrong.

My Queen, you have such a big heart.
I promise not to make you sad
Ever again.

Our divorce shows
What a jerk I have been
And that our communication
Is not perfect.

Though we are,
The perfect couple.

I hope you read this,
and understand
I know what I did
And I am sorry.

I want to stay married.
To you.
And work on me,
You work on you.

But I love you,
No matter how
perfect you are.
and I'll stick by you,
thru thick and thin.

I'm a man of my word.

Brittany

Who are you
With those spiky earrings?
I want to get to
Know you.

I like your wavy hair
And your sweet stare

I like how you twirl
you Bic pen.

You have such a cute face.

Where do you come from?
Where are you going?
Are you willing to get to know me?
Can I buy you a drink?
Coffee or wine?
This is for a good time.

Mysterious blonde
Woman to my right.

Drunk

I might have had a drink
or three.
But only one
after another
After another.

And let me buy
A round
For the guy next to me.
He deserves it
I'm sure.

Word

With one word
She can make my
Problems go away.
I can fight
The good fight.

But she can ruin my
Life with just a few
Words too.

She is more powerful
Than me.
And I am powerless
Without her.

Young

She smiles.
We lock eyes.
She is absorbed
Into her happiness.
Which makes me too.

The green turtle,
A golden opportunity.
She has mysterious eyes,
And I am curious.

Her innocence is alive,
and well.
But she is not a child.
A woman.
Who pulsates
My primal desires.

Blue

I like blue
It makes me happy
To be so blue.
Blue makes me sleep,
Blue is so very true.
Blue to me,
Blue to you.