To Love and be loved,
I learned first from Jehovah.
And then, after much learning and preparation,
He sent me you and vice versa.
To love, and be loved.

I hear it's a fragile thing,
This trust.
Call it gullible but I've always
Had too much
Never thought I'd be with one
Who's trust breaks easy.
And I wonder what the hell I'm doing
With someone who's opposite of me.
A question that requires deep thinkin,
Is she really worth this stressin?

I am a deep sea,
A vast ocean of many things.
But who can say they've truly
Conquered the Atlantic?
I certainly have many aspects
That I have yet
To control and understand.
And I feel at the bottom there rests
A chest of a somewhat forgotten past,
That slips open sometimes
And sets free traumatic
Memories that remain for me
Unreleasable. In the torrent of
Emotions from that time long ago
I become so turbulent,
Caught in the tides of emotion
If but for a moment.
Of that chest, is there any way to let go?
I don't know. I don't know.

My mind when I see you
In those pants and that shirt.
I want to taste every layer
Of whats hidden beneath
Those clothes that leave
My eyes with a yearn
To see more of what your body
Offers.
I want to see what you look like
Under my covers.
Want to hear the music you make when I discover
What it feels like
To be inside your wonders.

I've performed my duty as a poet
And placed you among the stars

Sleep wrapped in my symphonies
And rest your head on my concerto.
Grace my sound with your fingertips
Caress the keys of my heart softly
Gently pull my strings, pianissimo,
As you discover my cadences.

Sleep wrapped in my bed sheets
And lay your head on my pillow.
Trace my soul with your fingertips
Caress my pigments, reach down deep,
Pull me in and warm me from the cold
As I delve into your ardent.

The pain I feel throbs
in small ebbs
through the well of my heart.
Reflecting only a small amount
Of the hurt that I've caused you
From the words I've used.
No I'm not perfect but I,
Oh I, wish I was because
There wouldn't ever be a moment
like this one that we're in.

I'm slowly but surely
Stepping out of your life,
Yes I'm omitting you from mine.
So when the door closes softly
You won't even notice the goodbye
Until you wonder "why?".

I felt hot desire.
For a split second
Time stopped the moment.
All motion paused
As though the room had reached 0° Kelvin
All eyes, every focus locked,
Every being in awe
Of the grandeurous woman
Stepping in from the cold.
Shall I light her fire?

I write my poems
In the latest of nights
And earliest of mornings,
When I'm alone with the
Lightning storm brimming
That is my thoughts running
rampant through my mind

At the drop of a hat
Before time is due
You can bet that
I'll be next to you.

She combs and braids my hair,
And I braid my lips and tongue with hers.
She sends me sweet goodnight texts and
I keep her awake for the moon and stars.

The curve of her naked shoulder,
And the curve of her heart shaped lips.
The curl of her thick ***** hair,
And the smoothness of her bared hips.
A sight privy to his eyes only.
A beauty for his arms solely.
The heart in her chest already his
And vice versa and here there's no words.
Just two souls singing loves melody
As they become one,  coming together.
Brown bodies in a dance
Only they know and whisper to each other
The secret words that they discovered
Beforehand in their hearts and saved
Until action cannot be abstained
And they lose themselves to a sweet,
A beautiful, and intimate thing.

Welcome to my airspace.
How do you like the way my lightning
Strikes your weathervane?
The way my thoughts rain down
On your rocket ship?
The way the moonlight hits your skin
When the clouds clear
And you've landed on my mindscape.
Do you like the way my words gravitate
To you and wrap you in flames?

You
Set me free,
From nightmares
And haunted sleep
Pulled me into your
Ever deep
It's
Ever never land
Up in the clouds
No sight of land
That's why I'm your
Number one fan.
Among the millions
I'm your one man.

I'm puttin in a request
for love without rest.
Gimme dat good ****
and I don want no mess.
I'm a ****** up individual
still dealing with the residual
affects
of living this life loveless.
Don't got no one to come
home to no to run
to no one
to hold this scarred heart,
to hold this bag of bones together
no one to blow my universe apart
and replace it with something new.
No I don't want no mess
when I'm the one that needs a new fix
I'm useless and I've yet to accept
myself for who I am.

I'm putting in a request
for you to bring some color to my life
I've been blanched for quite some time
need that passion that newness
to grow old with.
I need your timeless.
It's gonna take some time
for me to get strength
and confidence.
And I'm not long till the finish.
I know the idea of "us" can outlast
the length of time I need
and at the end of this race
I'm requesting your presence.
Can you wait for me?

I see.
A little box of poems and
Letters that I never sent
To those I wished to be recipients
I recall having written out tokens
Of many and various emotions.
Mainly love and similar concepts
But from the opposite end of that spectrum
Poetry from my bouts with depression.

A Little box of poems written by a
Young and not quite wise poet
Who only wrote when truly
Impassioned to express
His ideas and emotions
That were either romantic
Or intensely amative.

A Little box of letters
That were quite emotive.
That put into words my ocean
Hidden deep within.
That remind me of the fetters
That laid heavy on my heart
Set by unrequited love and
The following scars.

I see.
A Little box of me.

First there was me.
And then there was her.
And now there is us.
And though
The last two are interchangeable,
She is my answered prayer
And love couldn't be better.

Winter, I love her.
Her cold embrace loving and tight,
She chills my bones and heart
So that it doesn't matter I'm cold at night.

Sh makes me forget this,
Shattered, splintered heart.
She helps me forget the arrow
The flaming dart that broke it apart.

I love her sweet whispers
Brushing over my skill shaven bald,
Over my chest, my bare legs,
She loves that I don't shiver at all.

She doesn't mind the black, the grey, and the deep
Dark blue
Colors of my clothing that match my mood.
She doesn't mind my raggedy look, my darkened eyes
And the stone ice frozen muscle in my
Empty chest.
I love winter because she loves right.
Even though I'm depressed she loves me best

Dearest One,

You are what you don’t think you are
no question about it.
From the soles of your feet to the
Tips of the hairs of your head

Your hips, thighs, *******, eyes
Lips, nails, ***, skin, thick
Hair shoulder length
your presence is sublime
You are simply divine

Your embrace warm, and delectable
Your scent is intoxicating
To hold you in my arms is gratifying
The contact of your skin electrifying
Your sweet voice, sweet laughter,
Makes my heart beat hard and fast,
And the wings of my soul beat faster.

You’re exquisitely, wonderfully,
Perfectly charming, full of beauty,
Desirable, ****, scrumptious,
A luscious, and allure ebony goddess.
You are the very definition of
In that you please all my senses.
Once a diamond in the rough
You've reached perfection
You are smart, and delightful
Foxy, classy, and bewitching
You are, Beautiful