Maybe the wave
I ride upon
Began somewhere in the middle
Of an ocean
Maybe it will crash into the shore
Breaking violently into foam
And destroy me
Leaving me dying on the beach

With the sand in my hair
And the stars in my eyes
As the tides moving out
I am reborn

It was only water
I rode upon
Water from eons before
Manifesting as my physical being
Becoming me as it crashes onto the rocks
And the reaction
Is now a story unto itself
A part of my life before

When the wind changed directions
The direction lost its meaning
The tide rolls away from me
And I am reborn

What if I took some words
From Pablo Neruda
Copy and paste
The most beautiful of sentiments
What if I took his words
And said they were mine

And you didn't know who he was
And you didn't known who I am
Would his acclaim
Go unnoticed

Would if I felt the same
As Pablo Neruda
And my imagination saw a rose grow
From a young woman's hands
And through her lips
I could hear it blooming

But you don't know who he is
You don't know who I am
If I used his words
You would think me just a fool

And not a poet laureate
Not a Nobel prize award
Not a voice throughout the ages
Just a young man

Wasting his time......

Let me say it simply
Because the lowest common denominator
Will fail to comprehend
The loqaucious intonations of a verbose paramour trapped in Tartarus

So simply said
I want the world
And everyone on it
To understand

I only want to love
And it causes me such pain