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 Aug 2014 IamMsIves
Mike Hauser
It's a sticky situation
Like the sap from Maple trees
With the sweetest of sensations
Like honey from a bee

It's a desperate feeling
Like hunger pangs unleashed
But also kind in its dealings
Like a caged bird being set free

It's a door that swings wide open
A coolness to the breeze
A moment of interloping
But only cause it feels the need

It's a tree reaching for the Heavens
The strongest beating of a drum
It's the Answer and the Question
As assuring as the stars above

Could it be love
A wonderful collaboration with a girl named
krissie
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 Aug 2014 IamMsIves
Jonny Angel
I learned about love
in the arms
of a talented woman,
skilled in the finer arts
& a little bit older,
so distinguished.

She showed me sweet things
that the boys & I saw,
read about only in the girlie magazines.
I learned a lot about certain aspects,
the most sensitive parts
of the human anatomy.
There were elements of geometry,
chemical reactions & a sacred order
practiced on this pathway to nirvana.
I was taught
while pictures & words were one thing,
real flesh was everything.
Tender Kisses and soft touching
were greatly impressed upon me.

She sealed my fate
from our very first date
& I've been smitten ever since
with such intimate,
sensuous acts,
a willing prisoner
to her fine memory
with no escape.
 Aug 2014 IamMsIves
Jonny Angel
Everybody's in a tea-mood these days.
At the moment,
I prefer Chai,
but the greens are still my favorites.
I love white monkey
& silver rain
in my pottery cup.
There's nothing
like a warm demitasse
& the comfort
of spinning
a prayer wheel,
watching the flags
fluttering at base camp
below Heaven
with my good friends.
Someday our lonely eyes will meet
our fingers will entwine
and there within that moment
my heart will not be mine.

I'll give it to you gladly
to linger with your own 
your smile will be my waking breath
your loving arms my home.

I'll kiss you with each sunrise
rest my head with yours at dusk
and hold you through the ages
'till we crumble into dust.

I hold this dream with tender hands
in hope that it comes true
and wait here for the someday
when I belong to you.
 Aug 2014 IamMsIves
Mike Hauser
Floating along on the outer edge

Filling in the in between

If time stood still there'd be nothing left

But the breaking of glass inside of the dream

There's a light that shines in the corner

That seems to come from somewhere beyond

Shining itself on the darkened side

Of the waters  you once swam upon

If you trust it will change in its meaning

If it must it will change in your mind

Turning its back in its leaving

Leaving it all back behind

The tune that it always carries

Is a bolder that is tied to its waist

Unto itself it is married

Stepping off the path it has laid

Bringing about a decision

Yet never quite sure what it means

Lagging behind in its vision

Fallen deeper into the dream
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