Never fall in love with a poet
for their words are sometimes lies
on occasions they're a shield
on occasions a disguise

They will take you on a journey
upon which they bare their soul
in a bid to ease your burdens
in a bid to make you whole

But in every word they choose
for the stories that they tell
lies a little piece of heaven
and a little piece of hell

Tormented souls we poets are
sometimes quite broken and despaired
in search of lost expressions
missed by others who once cared

Never fall in love with a poet
unless you're prepared to share their pain
to hold them close on the darkest nights
over and again

A lightning bolt
struck me
electrified my
impulses
and demolished
my beliefs

Death winks
And I smile
We have an inside joke
Just between us

Trudging in the rancid swamp
Whistling a tune of euphoria
Leaches bite and worms squirm
And the smile erupts into laughter

It's the dead of midnight
Dancing in the light of Heaven
Devils lurch and demons prow
Joy blooms into effulgent love

Juxtaposition evades the earth
Leading to death or to birth