I didn't feed you...
Or listen to your needs.
Medicine?
Is that what that button meant?
Or was it the simple fact that I hadn't checked on you for three days?
To play ball,
or guessing games...

Maybe boredom was what did you in.

Your life was in my hands.
And I let you down...

You died in a pile of ****.

I wonder what your last thoughts were.
Laying under my couch cushion.

-Love, Andypandy

Looking deeply into your tear soaked eyes.
I tried to imagine you were her,
feeling this way.
Tried to see her lips,
tell me she loved me.
To feel her embrace,
holding me into the night.

-Andypandypoodnpie

Ignorance is bliss
To dismiss,
all your morals,
values,
emotions,
and notions,
of doing things right.
To fight the truth,
about these things that do 'us' harm.

This is an alarm,
to stop these stupid little ****,
things that do you harm.
You know,
karma is a *****,
and ignorance may be bliss,
but when its all said and done,
and all morals, values, and emotions are gone,
you’ll know that ignorance has won.

This game that we call life,
is about knowing when to stop,
to pause,
and evaluate,
the decisions being made,
the people being swayed.
If only it could stop,
taking what I love,
and everything I hold dear.
I would give my life,
to stop it in its tracks and kick its ******* ***.

love,
andypandypood'npie

I walk tonight.
The sky casts no light.
The lack of shadows hides my solitude.
My dormant heart beats alone.
Awaiting to be heard.
Longing to be held.
By the one so wrongfully taken for granted.
The only one that truly cares,
If it beats at all.
This heart beats for you.
These tears fall for you.
These feet walk for you…

A gleaming light flickers in the distance.
Lightening is strewn across the horizon.
Such power given by gods to move mountains with profound toxicity.
A power given to slay the inexhaustible flame I hold deep within.
I have been stricken down.
By this hand of fate.
What you call an obstacle,
I see a labyrinth.
Twisting and contorting with layers unreachable by the most straining efforts.
To be wandered for eternity,
These walls hold me in captivity.

Adjacent lies the potent moon.
Tearing a lucid hole in the darkness,
Light pours in.
Thrown to my knees by the fiery fervor that drips so elegantly.
Diminutive under these chains of misery,
I look up.
And cry out!
But I am not heard…
I am not seen…
I am forgotten.

And so…
Once again,
The moon has fallen…
Left in darkness.
No shadow for company.
I hunger.
For another day.
Another chance.
To prove myself worthy.
So that some day,
I can again feel your supple skin beneath my fingertips.
Taste your succulent lips.
And embrace you for what you are worth.

Love,
andypandypood'npie

**** these thoughts I think of you.
**** the man they have to do.
With him, you stand,
Hand in hand.
How you feel another man,
I will never understand.
Round and round,
Endlessly bound,
To bite my tongue,
And hold it in.
My lust for you,
My little Jew.
Until one day,
I hope and pray...
That 'we' will lay.

love,
Andypandypoodnpie

There's a girl out there,
with beautiful hair,
that I do not dare,
but she's not aware...

I wanna make her mine,
and make her feel fine,
she's one of a kind,
I'm in a bind...

I think in time,
you'll find that I'm,
the man for you,
and you, me too.

I'll do what it takes,
through my mistakes,
to get it right,
I'll put up a fight!

With luck on my side,
I'm in for a ride,
but excited to see,
what comes of thee!

Andypandypoodnpie

Upon your chest, lies a pelt,
the softest skin I've ever felt.
My fingertips,
dry and cold,
caress your skin.
For you I'm sold.

Between our touch,
a goose appears.
With skin so tight,
My heart, it seers.

I yearn for more,
but I'm unsure,

If...

A feeling so real,
with such appeal,
can be so real,
but you don't feel.

For you, young Quelf,
my knees are weak.
Fer me, myself,
it's more you seek.

If only you knew,
my little boo,
perfection at best.
I do attest!
You'd put to rest,
this hope for 'more',
and let 'us' soar.

All I ask,
is for a sign,
of trust, or lust,
just something divine,
to show you're mine...
But if you can't,
or if you shan't,
I'll have to find,
someone kind,
who likes my mind.

Love,
Andypandypood'npie

My last memory of you,
running naked in the rain.
Even though it never happened,
I'd like it to again...
To feel your gentle touch relax me,
and never leave my side,
is the thought that slips into,
every void in my mind.

Growing old with someone else
is blasphemy at best,
because your wrinkly raisin skin,
is the extent of my interest.
I'll fight until the end,
to make this dream come true.
Do anything it takes,
to share it all with you.