I see them
Your soft caramel colored eyes
They are beautiful
And reflect your truly beatuiful soul

I want to
And have
Taken chances
And risks
And losses
For you
Because
I want
So want
To be your girl

Oh god
I have been ripped apart
By this game called love
And I really really need some help from above

Why must I break someone else's heart
To save my own
This is the greatest pain
I've ever known

I am thankful for:
Every beautiful woman I've ever met,
Every one who laid in my bed,
Every woman who let me care,
Every burden they let me bear,
I'm thankful for every lesson learned
Thankful for every scar earned
I'm thankful for my only love,
A divine happenstance from above,
Who helped realize a burgeoning poet,
Who, criminally, didn't even know it

I can still feel them
Warm sweet kisses on my
bare shoulder
Gentle and passionate
I could feel and others could see
How much you love me

A Thanksgiving poem for all.

Morning wood

Morning wood my inconvenient friend,
Morning wood you woke me up again,
Morning wood fronting like a kickstand,
Morning wood oft held by groggy hand,
Morning wood I steady for a wee.
on the floor. on the bowl. please don't land on me!
Morning wood born from a bladder full,
Morning wood my friend, my favorite tool.

By John Kirby

Food.
Beer.
*******.
Cheer.
Pie,
Thighs.
Oxygen.
Yesterday.
Today.
Tomorrow!