Not growing, dying That’s just simple facts Take a look at plants Nature’s info packs

Mom and Dad don’t love you They’re already tuned To their own sweet song Fireflies in June You are just an extra

You’ll have to take It slow with me That’s just the way Things have to be I’m sensitive

I crave the things I like And not the ones I don’t If that makes me an addict, then Apologize I won’t

Most poems perused Would probably be better Made into haikus

We’ve reached the acme of intimacy When I taste like you And you taste like me

Martins are a special breed Set apart from rest, indeed Took me in when was in need Of a home and love extreme

Each moment at hand Is open invitation To the promised land

I’m not the one That I should be I’m just the man You came to see Imperfect you

I really love how the moonlight Reveals the sparkle in your eyes And how the cold accentuates The feelings shown across your fac… How every time you take a breath

If you’re satisfied with yourself And the world you live in, Is that your cue To start again?

Let me make Home for you That rivals Kathmandu Hugs, kisses

She is the one I call my life And nothing like Her sweet and spice So if you want

Had a day that felt like two Glad to be at home with you Sight for sore eyes, love exude Now at peace since I smelled Moo

I choose to be The Most Unclean So you can see The God in thee