I crave the way you touch me with your lips and the way your fingers float across my hips.
 I crave the way your legs go in between mine and the way your smile gives me butterflies inside.
 I crave hearing your voice the way you say I love you and I crave falling asleep feeling safe and sound next to you.
- bzq

Haikus: so easy
A toddler can do them! But
Not sexually.

Desperation in rage.
You are the fire
in my *soul.

The fact that love demands ***,
but *** does not demand love
tells me only to be weary
of humanity,
and the priorities we set for ourselves.

I spent my evening weaving
together a fantasy
of the future I silently ache for.

I dreamt of finding love,
somewhere where love belongs.

So imagine my surprise
upon drifting into sleep
to find somewhere in the
depths of my subconscious


you are there.
begging me not to move on.

I can't be without my imagination...
meditation is to surf
through the flow of thoughts
to get more into a positive state of mind
Sometimes in negative tone
Sometimes a nightmare alone
Sometimes I am drowning
deep...
suffocating.. barely breathing
Sometimes I submerge
struggling to breathe on the surface...
Sometimes on romantic moods
Sunbathing at a scenic beach
or dancing , kissing romantically in the rain
My adventurous thoughts
my secret rendezvous...
are all mine and mine alone...
Then I am back
on my computer.. typing words
The beauty of a poet's mind
is beyond explanation...

Why did you tell me you love me
And kiss away my sorrows
You told me you love me
And that you'll be here tomorrow
But tomorrow never comes
Just a second too late
A moment too soon
As if I was the sun
And you were the moon
You were always just out of grasp
Forever teasing me with the idea of love