What’s
    
          The
Deal
          
          With  the airlines
  
Mid-air  Snacks ?

          It always
Reminds
          Me
Of  the girl
Next door

          Where
         Firstly
In early morning
Where all the young
Hearts around the
Neighborhood knows

           The
Exactly time
She would be
Coming out
For her morning jogs

             Like a hawk
In the sky awaits
        Its pray

Like the bumblebees
      Waiting for spring

   Like the black bears
           Hibernating
             Dreaming
                 Of
her sweet seducing lips
                      I bet
             Taste just like honey

    Like that *******
        I once had
     Dreaming of exploring
   Her seductive body

          In my inappropriate
               Thoughts

I can almost taste
          The
       Paradise

   Desperately in need
                 Of
       Conquering her heart
          And rumple her sheets
                             I
            can almost guarantee
                  To be a lot more
              Delicious than her
             Favorite candies
                  
                  Lol
              
Butterfl­ies in the
      Stomach
Couldn’t dream
          Of any
        Other girls
            To help Bring
The animal out of me

          Anyway
I was always there
      To capture the moment
                Yoga pants
Embrace her body
     So perfectly delicious
Where all curves
Screaming out loud
For attention

       Without
A doubt
           She never disappoints
            
            Except
few hours later
       Just to be picked up
              By that fine looking
        College boy
Driving
    His
drop top Benz

              At
that moment
    Painfully, we all knew
     There wasn’t
One threaded chance
          Of  Us
Feeding the beast

          What
a freaking tease
A bag of chips
and a soda
       Always
     Reminds me
of the girl next door

            Just
Enough to get
me exited
But Never
Enough
To completely satisfy
            My hunger.

I’m losing
from not using,
from excusing
my laziness.
I’m fading quietly
with disappearing memories
of the human being
I once was.

You are a very loved pain in the ***.

I

always

          Find

Freedom

               In

          Disappointments

                By

                   Changing

               My

             Perspectives