The waves, curls, cowlicks; Your idiosyncrasies Make me love you more.

Working towards Common goals

Hannah Banana With the flower bandana Look at your garden grow With tender leaves And shoots of peas

I’ve always been Out on the run I’ve never felt Like had a home And then one day

I’m in the darkness You can’t intervene It’s just what I need For light to shine clean

I give you an inch You try for a mile I’m glad I spoke up And still made you smile

We might be just a bit fucked up And, God, I hope that’s true ‘Cause that means life is nothing… The deepest passion’s hue

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

I wanna kiss your scars I wanna smell your stank I wanna taste your tears I wanna lick your taint I wanna hold you close

Open your heart to love So you might be able To love your open heart

To tell you the truth I relish your cum It’s the best homage To a job well done

I’m a take no prisoners kind of ma… A knockdown, drag out, hang if you… Calculating, ruthless, no fear Nothing to lose, nothing held dear Use you up, throw you to the curb

I’ve written things and said some… Wagged my tongue and tripped over… Flapped my gums 'til blue in the f… Never a clue how to win the race Huffed and puffed and circumstance…

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