starting off minimal with syllables and nominal phenomenal optimal flow, decibels in treble
voice a growl i speak low!!
enticing exciting inviting poem writing, i’m a little devil a pen is my trident!
verbally undress you i possess in excess the finesse and prowess, impressed? i digress it’s a mess i confess, this syntax a test.
with a verse it gets worse i go first and i burst spitting out words.
a maniacal search overpower your church making your mind freeze then stutter and lurch.
not meaning you harm it’s all about charm, tickle your ear like a tongue it’s so warm.
i shall mesmerize double cross up your eyes sensual rhyme is like touching your thighs. these lines are like whips spew honey from lips getting attention like hands on your hips. here am i now you’re hearing me how weaving my crown breaks everything down, get ready to bow
on your knees low get ready to go i ain’t no charles dickens or ed allan poe.
prepare to be knighted mentally flipped and uprighted, who just upended you lefted and righted lift your eyes up here then you know  that i did!!
let’s try this again cause girl your my friend turn it around begin from  the end, get up and then stand then give me your hand you can now tell me that  i am the man


show me, what you can do please

I have seen the way that you treat your kind,
lead piercing your brothers and sisters,
until you water me with ochre.
that you have become polluted with ideals of glory,
when you and your "enemy's" bones will fertilize my roots the same.
for three thousand years I have stood here,
seen generals fall, heroes rise,
and they all rot in the damp soil,
from which I feed.
do the kings and infantrymen not give themselves up,
to vultures and ravens circling above?
you call bloodshed greatness,
but you have sown a gory orchard.

"A gentle sigh relieves itself from my lungs; the air escaping my lips echoing thoughts of solemn wishes.

I gaze your hand and think how soft they are in mine; your eyes, I see within and feel every word you share; such lovely shades of green caressed by hues of blue and orange. Every detail of you and your person embraced with purest intent, I revel in all that is bestowed; and behold your concerns with the same conviction. Your pains have become my own.

The stories you share tear my heart asunder; such harrowing misfortune bestowed upon you, I hear it in your tone and sense it from the tears you shed: you deserve so much more.

How such simple nuance can go unheard, unseen, or unspoken; such stifled cause and senseless negligence, how it could ever befall someone of such grace and sheer beauty, I will never comprehend.

You prove to me there is light on the other side; I see you before me no less a person, sharing our sight as one where our eyes meet as equals.

I crave to prove to you your innate value; to be a resolve you can depend upon in any time of need; to give you all you've sought but never felt or heard or seen, even the simplest of notions which should naturally be bestowed upon someone from another who truly cares.

I see you for who you are. I hear what you say. My heart breaks at all the wrongs brought unto you. You honor me with your affection.. I just hope for the privilege, someday, to prove and to show you what it would be like to be embraced by my heart.

Sometimes, romance truly is merely hopeless. Maybe just saying this aloud, scribing my feelings in secret are all ill ever have. Maybe not.

If we never have an opportunity to be more, you've set a stark precedent for all I've ever meant to find..

I think of you often, and always hope you fare well. Your strength and guiding sense of determination inspire me to be a better person. I could only hope that person, someday, may be something you'll want in your life, or even need."

I dream of simple things