it's not real, love
when I feel love
more of a reel love
or a feeling of
some need, love
on their knees, love
when it's real love
like no other, love
can it be?, love
when you need love
be with me , love
in your need

I'm a handheld all-
purpose device please hold my
hand and treat me nice

Label me!
before I change my life again
come with me
we'll do most of everything
while we work and play
our lives together
we're still growing
against the grain
though we often do agree
that it's only
just you and me
and we cast are demons elsewhere
someplace they can hide
would have been better
to let them burn and die
Then
she touched me with her hand
and I became a man again
and we walked on desert sands
and on other people's land
there was music from a band
till the darkness came and took our light away
so we kissed until sunrise
or if you insist
till the earth turned the star on our spot
while we work and play
our lives together
we're still growing against the grain
though we often do agree
that it's only
just you and me
just you and me
our everything

How can I ?
Should I go against my principals?
Throw everything to the wind?
Kiss me again
Does it make it all go away?
or did it make it stay?
I run to you
Crash hard, then fall
Should I blame you for my bruises?
Do you treat people the way that they treat you
or the way that you would like to be treated?
I thought that they were friends
Kiss me again
Did it make it all go away?
or does it make it stay?

If I could text this poem to you I would
Understand they don't have handhelds where you've moved
I still feel it's something that I should do
To text to you the letters ILOVEYO_U

Do you ever wonder when you’ll be kissed next? When someone will genuinely look at you and think “she’s so beautiful and I want her to know that”. Then they kiss you and you know they meant it because they think you’re a beautiful person. That will be next kiss I hope to receive. Not the drunk sloppy kiss, the meaningful, deep, slow, impression on the crescent between my lips.

I'm not a hippie she non sequitured
as I asked her questions
I'm not a hippie
I'm not a hippie she vociferated
  
It's okay I'm not a hippie either
I overly averred
  
Then we talked and agreed
and got warm
and got wet
  
Two years later we met again
It's like that sometimes for the jet-setters
  
"Hi" she smiled
"Hi" I returned
  
Did you hear the new (hip hop/rap star) album
she inquired
I'm not a hip hopper I stated
"What?" she questioned
I'm not a hip hopper I re-replied

My babysitter ***** me
Tore up all my dreams
Tore up all my blue jeans
Beginning just to see
Was she really mean
To leave me licky clean
  
Looking for a golden heart in the wind
Looking for a golden heart in the wind
It doesn't matter where you've been
Looking for a golden heart in the wind
  
Want to make you smile
If you've been through the miles
Like I've been in my mind
When I see you, life's been kind
  
Looking for a golden heart in the wind
Looking for a golden heart in the wind
Doesn't even matter if you sin
Looking for a golden heart in the wind

Could have done better
But the dealer had it stacked
Little bit better
But it's done
And it's been packed
I've been searching for someone
True, like me she's blue  
I'm telling all my friends
This song, it's for you
  
Bad draw
I've seen it in my dreams
Bad draw
Wasn't luck that brought me greed
Bad draw
It was cousin's kissing dream
Bad, bad, bad, bad
Bad draw
  
I was licking something special
Before I was a teen
It seem like it would last forever
But that was just a dream
My baby wore a different card
She'd always been a tease
And why am I here
In the middle
Stuck inside this scene
  
Bad draw
You've seen it on T.V.
Bad draw
It's been in every magazine
Bad draw
Yea, she was a tease
Bad, bad, bad, bad
Bad draw
  
Her night gown teased me
Like a soap star on T.V.
She could go from vamp to *****
In a minute minus three
When I fell upon her
I fell down on my knees
I guess I should have known then
Of her power over me
I was never once a man
When she was fifty-three
Yet, the guilt still hangs upon my soul
And she's still my prettiest girl
Still my prettiest girl
  
Could have done better
Bet the dealer had it stacked  
Little bit better
Now it's done
And it's been packed
I always wondered what it'd be
To live a life that's free
So, now I'm telling all my friends
So they can finally see
  
It was a bad draw
I was losing it for me
Bad draw
Yea, It could have been a dream
Bad draw
Blood lust beyond your dreams
Bad, bad, bad, bad
Bad draw

Hazel
I never knew a thing before
And now I
Hear the ocean's roar
I hear the
Clatter of your
Footsteps
But keep going
And I see
A road that
Never ends
And it floats
It could learn
But
It just lies there
In the sun
Like a lizard
Gathering warmth
And our minds, Hazel
They
Gaze into each other's peepers
And
Become one
And
The answers
Become wordless