she stands there,
wind through her hair,
dazed and unaware,
numb and hopeless,
a broken goddess.

she stands there
waiting for time
to fade her away
into the dark, cold night.

Hello?
Are you there?

Did I write this?
Do I care?

My brain is gone
and I don’t know where

My creative spark
My unique flare

Hello?
Are you there?

I think you told a lie today
about the shadow on your mind.
I think you plan to die today,
and leave these follies far behind.

I wish you would write me a song,
and ink the truth within its verse.
Happy or sad, it's fine, so long
as this does not end in a hearse.

I achingly anticipate tasting your rude juicy lips
Move my fingertips around the perfect frame
Of your fierce, fashionable beard
Stare impassionedly into your glistening grease-black eyes
Venerable v-shaped eyebrows
That make me wild about
Your flaming high-octane beguilement

Heavenly city-bred flex
I evanesce into perpetually
Breathless and electric ecstasy
When you finesse my steamy defenseless feminineness
With your chiseled concrete crest
Your flawless super colossal biceps and triceps
So athletic, dopacetic, and magnetically sexalicious

I fall deeply for your compelling street credibility
Your unspeakable rhythm of formidable gripping litness
Your supremely adventurous and stupendous masculineness
Grabs the attention of my essentialness
Makes me feen for your creamy, dreamy, and steamy sensuality
To be tackled by your measureless ****** attractiveness
Like an active, charismatic, and talented football player

Unbeatable skillful sweet talker
I love how you move like the deep, distant, and drifting clouds
How you sexually arouse my wildness
Make me covet to connect
With your unapologetic arrestive impressiveness
Submit to your jazzy kickass majesty

Springtime Has Arrived.

Winter has gone away and
Springtime has arrived today
And the bright
Flowers are blooming all day

And springtime is so beautiful
And the flowers are so bright
And the little children
Are playing full happiness and delight.