Maybe you could teach me how To tighten up my shit And maybe I could show you how To loosen up a bit Maybe we could be the spark

Most poems perused Would probably be better Made into haikus

Be... Fun loving Hard working Compassionate And ruthless

It’s quite a process To create a person

Ain’t no mountain high Ain’t no valley nigh When you’re in my sights

If you’ve ever seen “Natural Born Killers” Then you know a wolf Never changes colors

I have no tricks. I have no sleeves. I have only me. And that’s enough.

I wish that you could see myself The way that I see me Then maybe I might be the one That you would call lovely

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

Caught a glance Just by chance And it somehow moved me Head snapped Thunder clapped

Mostly I want To be myself Something special To someone else

I’d like to see Some more of you But only if You think that’s cool If you would want

If you could see the soul of me You’d know I am a hate machine A pretty face without obscene But, nonetheless, still dubbed unc…

I’ve driven self along my quest I think it might be time for rest To take steps back and then assess What it might mean to be my best

I have a grip that’s never loose That’s why I always get my goose I dig my claws into your soul Until I’m your silver and gold