You just look at me
and I am whelmed in a pool...

Your love as distant
as tiny stars, deserting...

On this fourth I love you,
and my heart reacts like a sparkler...

It's mystifying to me,
the way everytime she touched you...

I almost loved you,
I was thisclose...

Some days I find it so easy
to get carried away by you...

There are days I feel like an ant
scurrying about the sidewalk...

A cheek full of hot tamales are like
licking flames, they burn deliciously...

You said, "you break my heart when you write...
Mine cracked a little, mutating from its matter of...

So you're like a star
impervious to love...

I'm wilting,
and I shouldn't expect you to care for my garden...

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