Most poems perused Would probably be better Made into haikus
You create yourself Then see better solutions Cue evolution
You have an ideal That I will never fulfill So I have to peel
We’ve reached the acme of intimacy When I taste like you And you taste like me
Rain, rain wash away All the stains of yesterday Here I stand, made of clay Mold me into my today
I stretch your being You respond with shocked intrigue Sparks dance in-between
My God loves puddles I know because I watched two girl… Complete, innocent, borderline rec… That’s My God
If they push you Push back And go for the throat
To tell you the truth I relish your cum It’s the best homage To a job well done
I like to walk the razor’s edge I need to tiptoe through minefield… Don’t worry I’m a Libra If I have nothing else
It’s quite a process To create a person
Each moment at hand Is open invitation To the promised land
I embrace your wild side And all that it entails Presence, passion, overkill And dirt beneath my nails
It won’t be pretty the tears the snot the mess Lifetimes
Just being yourself Is the absolute best way To show the world love
