I want to take you
by the hand and show you
everything worth seeing
in this world.

I want to take you
on a ship out to sea
so you can see the power
that rages in your eyes.

I want to take you
on a picnic beneath
the Eiffel Tower
so you can experience
the aesthetic that falls
just short of matching yours.

I want to take you
on a gondola ride in Venice
so you can sit under the stars
and hear the gentle waters
and know what I hear
every time you speak.

I want to take you
running with the bulls
so you can feel your heart
threaten to burst out of your chest
so you can feel what I feel
each time you walk into the room.

I want to take you
across the world
until I have shown you everything
so you can know first hand
the wonders of the world
and how you best them all.

Did my arms touch you?
Did my lips kiss you?
Did my voice say I miss you?
To make you feel this way.

You're seeking comfort, from my arms which are open.
And, I'm accepting your invitation to warm your soul.

Did my eyes tell you?
Did my hands caress you?
To make you feel the warmth, of me.

I don't run , from my feelings which you do control.
I don't even hide my love, from others when it comes to you.

Why hide in denial?
The way a fool will do.

I won't be chained like a prisoner afraid to express my heart to you.

Did the vows say for better or worse?
Or just the good times only?

Did I say I do?
When I knew I didn't love you.

No, not me.
I'm a realist willing to accept the facts.
That when we was joined together we both became a pact.

With a bond so strong that it can't be broken.
I proudly say I love.
And glad the words was spoken.

Didn't I say I would tell the truth.
And have kept my word forever to you.

You are
delicious
And I am
greedy.
You are
generous
And I am
needy.
You are
experienced
And I am
learning.
You are
flammable
And I am
burning.

little dark girl with
kind eyes
when it comes time to
use the knife
I won't flinch and
i won't blame
you,
as I drive along the shore alone
as the palms wave,
the ugly heavy palms,
as the living does not arrive
as the dead do not leave,
i won't blame you,
instead
i will remember the kisses
our lips raw with love
and how you gave me
everything you had
and how I
offered you what was left of
me,
and I will remember your small room
the feel of you
the light in the window
your records
your books
our morning coffee
our noons our nights
our bodies spilled together
sleeping
the tiny flowing currents
immediate and forever
your leg my leg
your arm my arm
your smile and the warmth
of you
who made me laugh
again.
little dark girl with kind eyes
you have no
knife. the knife is
mine and i won't use it
yet.

i am a fat american
i feed upon ancient history
i know the truth but yet
i think i own the magic

i am a fat american
i am bug zapped by distraction
i believe you but yet
i cannot believe in me

i am a fat american
i think i am already free
i know i am lost but yet
i refuse to ask for directions

i am a fat american
i buy low and sell it high
i have faith in god but yet
i let you live in poverty

finally done with it
absolutely rid of it
moving on without it
leaving town despite it
keeping calm against it
looking out beyond it
being happy around it
wanting more besides it
decidedly past it

it being the way I’ve been feeling
it being the force that’s been dragging me down
it being the nasty things I’ve been thinking
it being the cursed state I’ve been in
it being the place I’ve left behind

I am out of it
I am rid of it
I am beyond it
I am past it

I am no longer it
I am better
I am free