You don’t know me You don’t own me You don’t show me Paradise Only tease me
The waves, curls, cowlicks; Your idiosyncrasies Make me love you more.
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
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
I’m like a pretzel Simple ingredients And a bit twisted
Had a day that felt like two Glad to be at home with you Sight for sore eyes, love exude Now at peace since I smelled Moo
Would you wanna hang out some time To see if dreams maybe align Feels like our rhythms could be rh… And these voices might harmonize
I like to walk the razor’s edge I need to tiptoe through minefield… Don’t worry I’m a Libra If I have nothing else
What if we stopped fearing and started loving? Loving the unique. Loving the different. Loving them.
My brain doesn’t work like it norm… It doesn’t think of the funny rema… Or witty sayings It doesn’t jump from scene to scen… Most of the time it’s too busy
I guess I write poetry I just vomit my soul onto paper I don’t know what else to call it but, poetry
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
Flesh of my flesh Bone of my bone Please hear your partner In all his earnest If you are willing
Most poems perused Would probably be better Made into haikus
I live a beautiful fantasy Standing before surging human seas Caught up in their own revelry Of my soul laid bare for all to se…