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
I’m just looking for An open invitation To bathe you in love
Most poems perused Would probably be better Made into haikus
I am a Libra, can’t you see The meaning of dichotomy The this and that, the you and me The balance and disparity
I write You read I talk You listen I huff
The world that I was born into Is not the world I want I work to try to get back to A one that values plants
My love is like a laser beam To melt you down and make you crea… It comes and goes just like a drea… Because the bright is touch obscen…
You say you’re broken I see pieces made to fit You say you don’t know I see the truth hidden in it Hidden in You
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
She is the thing I call my life And nothing like Her sweet and spice So if you want
Hannah Banana With the flower bandana Look at your garden grow With tender leaves And shoots of peas
Each moment at hand Is open invitation To the promised land
Ever seen Fawn on teet Wagging tail like dog? If you can’t Then I shant
Mostly I want To be myself Something special To someone else
Don’t think that we Should berate I feel we must Coruscate Not focus on
