My God loves puddles I know because I watched two girl… Complete, innocent, borderline rec… That’s My God

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…

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

What if I watched with no judgement or saw without shame, nurtured your essence behind drawn shades?

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

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

I am a simple, joyful man Without a thing you’d call a plan I bounce around and bump into What I would call my Katmandu

You think I’ve got it all figured… I don’t know what’s more wrong I’ve only seen just a glimpse of… You’ve been Her all along

You have an ideal That I will never fulfill So I have to peel

The journey is far, you guess And possibly arduous You just couldn’t care less ‘Cause the prize is worth the test

She is the one I call my life And nothing like Her sweet and spice So if you want

Most poems perused Would probably be better Made into haikus

I’m not sure how I’ve come this f… From sinking pit to shooting star. Could it be when I loved my scars… Or when I chose to be this bard? Maybe, it happened, as a lark.

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’ve never wrapped My mind around Making you feel Seen, heard, and found I didn’t know