What you don't understand is that *** and love should be together
You want *** for the pleasure of it, not the love of the other person
It's self centered that way, defeating the purpose of its creation
So no, I will not have *** with you just for fun, just for you
Because I am not in love with you, nor are you in love with me

Love is a
     shooting star...
It's rarely there
      Never
     seen for very long
Beautiful
           Always
              so far away
       And yet...
  You keep
          wishing on it

Out of thin air comes your tune
It radiates through the room
Slowly it conquers the halls
It seems to put the house in a trance
A state of peace
But to me it brings haunting memories
This use to be our song
Now It sends the house into a frenzy
It awakes a dark beauty
Doors creep open
Curtains sway in the breeze that's not there
Floors creak like someone's walking
Footsteps echo through the hall
The windows vibrate
Soft voices turn into words
The temperature changes cold
And as I lay awake
steam pours out of my mouth
From heavy breathing
Shadows on the wall dance to the rhythm
There the mistakes I made that pushed you away
Emotionally shut off
Love switch broken
The music gets louder And louder
Its ringing in my ears
I can't hear
The words are scrambled
And explosions of notes that don't go together
Blows up in my head
Then it stops
The music box stops
And as the tune fades
The house dies down and sleeps again

Poetry doesn't have a ethnicity or face just its words

Wisconsin, fine--
We sit on state lines.
Across the street, Rodeo Drive.
Move a little bit
and East L.A. makes you feel alive.

Go to the diner
where the mermaids wear aprons
and hold out menus like personal stock.
Where the surfer-rama drama in the diner deep
allows them to let go of those they keep.

And you and me and those we love,
keep us finite, because why not.
I could tell you how to eat your waffles
if you will be the spoon that stirs my coffee.

Listen to me,
"Rachel, there's no one, right now,
that I'd rather sit and eat breakfast with than you.
And if it doesn't work out,
and we choke on our meals, that's fine.
I just want to try when I'm with you."

We exchange glances
and I'm sure, then,
that I adore the aplomb,
for your smile leads myself
into believing and being more.

subdued by the still of the night
under its wood paneled skies
and myriad of ominous pines
my unconscious mind drifted
seamlessly in a reverie filled
with nothing but you and i,
and as the february air grew
cold enough to numb my feet
loneliness accompanied me,
and i ached to feel your body
pressed warmly against me,
diverting me of this chilling
breeze as we melted away in
alluring frigid white sheets,
i hopelessly pine for you and
hunger to feel every pattern
of your heartbeat, to furtively
watch your chest rise as you
sleep, daring to trace the pair
of sultry lips parted upon me

your eyes are two
vast fields of green that
intoxicate my psyche
with sweet nicotine,
sending shivers down
my nimble fingertips,
your pale lips adhere
to your dying cigarette,
while your smoldering
gaze intently traces every
inch of my silhouette,
yearning to disrupt the
lingering silence with
words that are never met,
your love is susceptible
and cannot be professed,
but the shy smile you
flashed before our lips
pressed and hands that
tangled in my hair like
a broken cassette, was
enough to put my heart
to rest, your enchanting
green orbs would eclipse
what was coming next,
tear stained cheeks and
eyes filled with regret,
you left me alone to
deal with all this mess,
but i still miss you
every tuesday when
your absence sends
an agonizing ache
through my chest

You violate me with your delicious tenture,
licking my soul with your words,
making my skin tingle with the anticipation of your thoughts,  
******* me with your mind,  
twisted obscurity in an ******* delight,  
the cardinal remnants left trickling down my legs
breathing obscenities in a heterophonic haze