They silently cry through out the night,
wondering where to go
with such little land to roam
and for their children to grow.
They are hunted for show
they are bought and sold.
They cant fight back against iron and led
that is being shot in their head.
Their skin is ripped and torn
by only the richest its worn
but they don't care because they run the world
they can do what ever they please
to bring the poor to their knees.
But tis them who sees the real happiness in life
unlike the rich man with a cheating wife.
Regenerating life is a dangerous mistake
for it is them whose life's are at stake.
They will be born without a voice
They will be born with out a choice.

I love waking up with you next to me.
When I open my eyes and the first thing I see is you
I feel my love regenerates its self for you from your soft face, smooth voice and horrible morning breath.
I never loose the feelings that's you've helped me build for you.
It never decreases, only grows.
I am finding myself infatuated.

I found a cat, but he liked me.
So its not like I forcefully took him away.
I rode my bike with him, he latched on to me like a baby being breast fed by its mother.
He enjoyed the ride.
Excuse me but he is playing with a pen cap.
He cries when he is alone
But when I am near he loves me, like he needs my comfort when he is in another cats territory because he is scared.
So I bring him closer to show him its okay.
He hasn't used the litter box, but maybe because he is scared.
He is very hungry though, I think he was starved.

I just got out of the shower
so I am writing to you standing up
leaning against my bed
with your t-shirt on
naked.

Our love is like the seahorses of the vast sea,
mate with one for eternity.
Completely faithful,
proven by the way their tails never come undone while they travel the blue.
As we lay in the water
I hold your hand so we don't drift apart,
so does the otter.
As we love each other like pigs to reach that 30 minute ******,
were filthy.
We don't need to talk or see to know that the love is there,
like living beneath the grass.
Our love is connected to all.