So, speak of infinite love and
roll your umber eyes. It goes so
well with the way you roll your r's,
as you teach me your Castilian
intonations. Just don't fall
in that category of immersed lost
Latin loves, of mine, sunk in
wet memory.

Ah, the murk of them, an amalgam.

Each giving to a melting ***,
and me, a liquid molten fraction
of strange tensile strength
and half gold-like luster. An alloy
of allies, do I see them as? Why,
yes, of course.

Now you come. Please stand out
from the mix. Show me your
purity.

Be solid gold.

I know you like my pronunciation.
I need to know now, yours.
Mi Amor

Your name is beautiful to me;
Like poetry, it drops from my lips,
Tasting like heaven but
Without a sound- I mouth it
Silently.

You once told me
Something so sweet
About how I could change
Those shadows that hover deep

I believed your wide-eyed stories
Your reassuring truths
But once I saw your teeth
They started to rot
I soon became the filth
Neglected under your tongue

They thought what a waste,
It wasn’t a cigarette burn

You had them put me out
You had them chanting
I was the cancer
That came in flooding
Only it was you that was fleeting
Having them believe
I was a habit worth quitting

usually when i write a poem i take some time to think.
but putting words together to describe you comes naturally.
there arent enough words in any or every language that could capture what i've witnessed.
knowing you for a day has truly shown me what i've been missing.
i cant think of anyone who could compare to you in any way,
you're unique, you are amazing, you are completely different.
part of me is afraid, and feels almost foolish to trip so soon,
but i hold no shame and i will not waste an opportunity to be closer to you.
from here it could go anywhere,
i never know what will happen.
But at least i know
that at least i hope
to be somewhat of something you've imagined.
I wish that technology were more advanced these days
So i could search your heart on a map and begin to make my way.
behind your color changing eyes and your perfectly structured face,
is a mind i'd love to know like a book, from the first to the very last page.
if romance had a reason to not be an option for you and i,
i promise i would still never leave your side
whether a friend, or more, or in between
I'd take any position to be in your life.
you are amazing.

I hate that I love you
I hate that I think about you
I hate that I miss tou
I hate thinking about the good times we had
All of it gets me riled up and mad!
But then, the anger dissipates and I become so sad...
I feel so alone
A feeling so cold
Having no one to lay down with and hold
No one to share those rainy days with
No one to call my name in my home
No one to share my successes with
No one to laugh at my jokes
No one to say bless u after I sneeze
No one...
I'm so alone...

One day I decided
to walk out that door
and see what places the word had in store
I traveled to and fro
for years on end
but somehow, someway
I always recalled this place
I remember how i left
without uttering a word
and disappeared faster
than a frightened bird
i regretted it so that i returned
but, and i swear upon my word.
that they-
they forget all about me
and took down my picture