Could this be a love so right?
Or are you a parasite...
In the wee hours of the night
Is when the soul takes flight...
In the quiet moments our bodies will know the...
Dis Heart
Decimated by mixed emotions...
Listen to the way my palm whispers into your
cheekbones and when it tells the story...
Should I take the front row?
Or maybe I chose the row in the back...
I felt the sting
of a whipping tail...
I know it is not gonna sound like it,
but this truly is a love poem...
The empty shell of my former self
Like the barrenness of a dry well...
Emerald eyes in a Tango
Bare shoulders moving...
A Bio-logical poem
The air was loaded with promises and mystery...
People always said you were weird,
but I was one to always be fond of...