another ******* last night
the things you make my body do
restraint and self control
all in the name of you

understand that I'm red blooded
and the flesh I can't resist
so close, so firm, so tender
even in sleep I must persist

a stroke of your hand brings pleasure
the juice off your lips a treat
but sweetheart you're a vegan
and my wet dreams are of meat.

a lot of amazing women have loved me.

a nurse from Izmir
with almond eyes
and a quite confidence
that snuck out in her laugh.
both of us with lust for life,
and each other.

a teacher from Christchurch
with a competitive fire
who whispered me a confession,
under cover of a rattling train,
that was never heard.
our first night together left me in the hospital,
I still returned for more.

a co-worker from San José,
a sunflower in the wind,
untameably independent.
her smile buckled knees,
her touch left me thoughtless,
her voice felt like home.

a lot of amazing women have loved me.
and I sit here,
staring at this page,
trying to see what they saw.
and it's blank.

not all poems need to be about love
said the paper to the poet

I need to find a map
A map of my mind
Because lately I’ve been lost
In a labyrinth of emotional suicide
With walls built to the sky
And dead ends everywhere
Maybe I’m stuck here
With no way out
Living this endless cycle
Dying every time I wake

If you take time to be kind,
You are beautifull.

Ukrainian dream
My golden queen
I've wasted years
Suffered for you
Pleaded for you

Died inside
Denied my pride

Now at last
I've finally found
The pain most intense
With you around

The only one
I adore
Has shattered and broken me
To the core.