This mountains crumbling down
This road is longer now...
Wet cement wreaks of
newspapers and cigarettes...
"Though he be but little, he is fierce."...
He straggled up the wall that kept the enemy out...
There is a male cat (uncut),
whom some poets forget to mention, it's true...
You could never know.
You want to know how I feel...
It was a long and hard December
From the rooftops, I remember...
Pumpkin spice, chopped nuts, and fruity rum,
Mulled apple cider and an overripe plum...
Maybe it's for different minds
of different flocks of feathers, but...
Softly spoken words of wisdom
Open up your heart then speak to me...
When you hear your name slip sweetly from her...
Dripping in beads of nectar, her azucar...
Tingles slide down my spine
Pinpricks and soft touches...
Delving deep, a shallow place
Nothingness wraps her arms...