I want for love to be wild
and intoxicatingly sweet...

I don't suppose
the white hums of summer...

Spring reveals herself
and lays a blanket of lush green grass...

Mother nature, a very kind friend of mine.
She once came to me and said...

I am no mathematician,
but time is constantly teaching...

Yesterday,
...............you called me pretty...

Pink bubblegum stain, filled with longing
Inside the boundaries of our skin...

All the cynics light up their cigarettes
and blow smoke at my half eaten heart...

I wish the sky would sprinkle
her morning dew...

Your eyes
squint lustful glares...

Make-up
disguises spots...

If love were a star;
I'd wish it to...