Hospitality To love a stranger It need not be much For one who has little Will appreciate it

Look in the mirror What is it you see? Hazel eyes above your Favorite black dress Looks clean and fresh

Beautiful legs The right shape and curve Olive color without the green That tans and doesn’t burn Until you see

Down to earth I am but of dust Dust particles I see floating in the air Carbon molecules

Good secret Bubbles inside Let me out Bad secret Indigestion

Life is good A little luxury A cup of coffee Served with toast Consumed lazily

I’m watching a woman in a bikini In great shape with a swollen bell… Play with her puppy named Gatsby A Hispanic family comes The little girl dips her feet in

I would never choose To eat a granola bar Or peanut butter crackers Though I eat them All of the time

You might know her As blonde eyes Or as the sister who bakes cookies But you see I don’t write this

The whole world Aches and groans Do you feel her pain? The human in me Wants to heal mankind

Strong hands Hold me down To the bed I say to them I have to go

Have you ever felt A hole inside of you Something dead inside Where your heart Is supposed to be?

A joke Lost in Translation You will Never