To tell you the truth I relish your cum It’s the best homage To a job well done
We were formed In relation To this world Our creation
I guess I write poetry I just vomit my soul onto paper I don’t know what else to call it but, poetry
Ever been great at Balance? Then you understand Why I tip my scales.
Sittin’ in a patio chair Breathin’ in the cool night air Listening to the breeze Rustling leaves in trees I’m being the love of life
Connie L. and Billy Bright Always kept me up at night Had a love that never sleeps Wore their hearts out on their sle… Everything they felt inside
Relinquish control Let the Universe have space To exceed expectations
Told you that we’d last forever Told you that we’d always be Told you we could count on never How could I be so naive Only those that want a tether
Martins are a special breed Set apart from rest, indeed Took me in when was in need Of a home and love extreme
Elaborate mazes Of conjured phrases Tickle the ear Of literary peers But don’t read the type
If this world’s taught me nothing… It’s that you have to fend for sel… From gnashing teeth and twisted mo… Or sneaky fox in the hen house
I had to shut everyone out To find my Self So I could let everyone in
I’m just looking for An open invitation To bathe you in love
The worst thing we could think abo… Is that our tooth and nail don’t c… That we could bite and scratch and… And not make difference at all I hate to say, that will happen
I live a beautiful fantasy Standing before surging human seas Caught up in their own revelry Of my soul laid bare for all to se…
