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…
I guess I write poetry I just vomit my soul onto paper I don’t know what else to call it but, poetry
Mostly I want To be myself Something special To someone else
Flesh of my flesh Bone of my bone Please hear your partner In all his earnest If you are willing
Treat yourself Like you wish others Would treat you
I saw you standing there so fine In dress real nice with man that’s… I wish I could just say to you I’d love you more than he could do
If I had one wish And a pound weighed a ton I’d hope you’d know my heart And the extent of my love
I choose to be The Most Unclean So you can see The God in thee
Two is one One is none That’s the world we live in Relative Perspective
The Earth is my Mother The Heavens my Dad I love my Father But I’m a Momma’s boy at heart
Don’t give me your heart I can’t bear that pain Being lonely hurts less Than giving you my name
Open your heart to love So you might be able To love your open heart
I’d like to take a bath with you And see a divine point of view I’ll suds you up and be your tool To catch a glimpse of heaven’s due
I’m not the one That I should be I’m just the man You came to see Imperfect you
I am a Libra, can’t you see The meaning of dichotomy The this and that, the you and me The balance and disparity