Does she know the depth inside you?
The parts that I am drawn to...
Happy, excited, joyful, and great.
These are the words that make bad words await...
It was a small moment of weakness,
that beckoned you to me...
Peace is love's at first sight
peace is in the making of love...
Each time he seeks me, after eons have passed.
Unashamed, hope raises its head...
Sunlit kisses
Eskimo nose-rubs...
Honestly, your presence is disgusting to me.
I can feel the slobbering mass of glitter vomit...
A vision pondered often still, indulging in that...
Of woman's touch so fragile much like fire's final...
We can throw stars
up into sky...
When you have me that look with those beautiful
Blue grey eyes...
I hope you talk in poems,
touching my insides with...
I miss the old you
I don't like who you became...