Just being yourself Is the absolute best way To show the world love

Mostly I want To be myself Something special To someone else

I don’t write poems for poets Flowery language, indulge us I break it down With a simpler sound And anything more would be less

I hope you have her desire for ord… With a bit of mine to vex And my penchant to look ever inwar… Tempered with hers to project I hope you have my cool demeanor

When they say “Two wrongs don’t make a right.” What I hear is “Don’t confuse justice with spite.…

I am homeless Not because I live in my car But, because my home is in the arm… And I forget what that feels like

Old school Playing a groove of the used to Small few Hailed by hipsters and still cool Lo-fi

Don’t think that we Should berate I feel we must Coruscate Not focus on

What if I watched with no judgement or saw without shame, nurtured your essence behind drawn shades?

One reason I know Our love is first rate, We don’t have to talk To communicate.

Be... Fun loving Hard working Compassionate And ruthless

I cast the blame on you and her That just might be a bit obscured To tell the tale with honest voice I have to acknowledge my choice

I like pretty girls With really tight curls That know how to dance and move me They gyrate and flex And downright perplex

Really want to ask you out ‘Cause I feel a special bout Of the things we dream about Discipline and love devout

I missed out on Our baby’s clues I didn’t feel Her in your womb But now she’s here