For the mouth watering food
For the kiss when I walk in
For the earnest determination
In everything you do

For the way you make me laugh
For your educated, diverse opinions
For the unrelenting drive
That keeps you learning

For your gratuitous sensuality
For your Sunday morning sexiness
For each and every day that
You share your life with me

For your love

She sat by the window, wondering about the odds of life
As the torrential rain lingered by her window
The relentless battle between the mind and heart seemed unwinnable.
Brighter prospects appeared more like an unrequited dream.
She drew the curtains to let the storm into her
Instead she saw a silver lining behind the iridescent clouds
And rainbow smiled across the horizon

If I die
And you cry
Know that I admired you
And everything you do
Know that I was confused by you
And by all of your given clues
Know that I was mad at you
And what we were into
Know that I was afraid of you
And that you might knew
Know that I loved you
And that I kept loving you
When I die
And you cry

this simple write
i found at night
underneath
a dim street light
hanging low
in its glow
with a sign
that read
late night poem
i took it home
fed it well
heard the rhyme
it had to tell
of sad affairs
where no one cared
the day it left
those unaware
we became friends
this poem in hand
it taught me well
to understand
the ways of life
this simple write
i found underneath
a dim street light

I see your beautiful eyes,
the fair skin,
betraying,
"the warmth of the Sun";

I see your burly muscles,
the wide chest,
bragging,
"the strength of the ton"

But do I see your insides?
the soulful heart,
pumping,
"the love for everyone?"

I could write love poems for days
Yet not once have I been in love
(With someone else that is)
I could write a book of sonnets
With no one to recite them to
(Except to myself of course)
I can preach about the danger in our love
And the joys in our heartache
Because I am a Narcissist who hates myself
I am an utmost contradiction
An antithesis, an oxymoron
(or maybe just a ***** full stop)
Either way I have loved myself
The way the moon loved the sun
And yet I've destroyed myself
The way Mt Visuvius destroyed pompeii
Relentless, and still gentle,
A beautifully tragic mess.
Self love turns to self hate
With the flip of a switch of my bedroom lights
Light turns to dark
And I turn into my own worst nightmare
Becoming my own demons
And when morning comes
And I'm so bloodied and bruised,
Ill nurse my broken body tenderly
Reviving my former self
I'll look in the mirror and see
The only friend, the only lover, the only person
That has ever stayed
And i'll remember why I love who I am
And how I am strong,
Stronger than my demons,
Than my own thoughts ,
And stronger than myself.

sky all purple and red
that’s really what he said

electric moment return
the sun at night still burns

crazy? then let’s go
motherless child I know

elevator and time no more
so punch to a Higher Floor

the beat, the sound, the sky
the beauty when doves do cry

Sticky
Like a spider’s silky thread
Made for temptation
Like his wavy, sandy hair
That’s greying on his head

Hypnotic
Like a pendulum a doctor swings
Made to put you in a trance
Like his sky-blue eyes
That won you over at first glance

Lucid
Like an audio book on cassette
Made to be played to entertain
Like every word he said
That got flushed down the drain
You never will forget