There’s a certain kind of type That always does it right Elicits smiles and tears In the space between your ears The only sort of religion

How do you reckon Your yearn for freedom With other’s feelings?

Ever been great at Balance? Then you understand Why I tip my scales.

Jonathan and Jordan Sitting in a tree M-u-s-s-i-n-g First comes souls Then comes mates

Hope you are a voyeur Hope you want to see What it truly means Be this human thing Offering my soul

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

My soul taught me a thing tonight That you don’t always get your lik… And when things don’t work like th… You will adapt, and be all good

I’m just looking for An open invitation To bathe you in love

I’ve lived, died, born, thrived So many times I’ve lost count So it stands to reason Our divine evolution Is the only thing that I care abo…

Treat yourself Like you wish others Would treat you

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

To see the best of me Play a symphony That moves my feet

We were having the time of our liv… Two friends seeking joy We bonded over the basest things Doughnuts, kerosene, and Playboys

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