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

I embrace your wild side And all that it entails Presence, passion, overkill And dirt beneath my nails

Treat yourself Like you wish others Would treat you

Most poems perused Would probably be better Made into haikus

Always late Mostly great That’s just how we roll. Got minute For a hit

I like pretty girls With really tight curls That know how to dance and move me They gyrate and flex And downright perplex

We were formed In relation To this world Our creation

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

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

Be... Fun loving Hard working Compassionate And ruthless

If you’re satisfied with yourself And the world you live in, Is that your cue To start again?

If this world’s taught me nothing… It’s that you have to fend for sel… From gnashing teeth and twisted mo… Or sneaky fox in the hen house

The sort of woman I have chose I didn’t think exist in does She piques my int’rest, sparks my… And makes me feel a love worth sho…

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

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