I got thirty-nine,

thirty-nine years
of accumulating
and losing stuff,

of gaining
and dropping
muscle
and fat,
from eating
tons of
unhealthy crap
and trying to
get my good
health back,

of issues
remembered,
imagined,
and forgotten,

of ill gained
goods,
and
misbegotten
misfortune,

of frustration
to the point of
boiling eggs
on my forehead,

of losing
hopeful illusions
that I once acquired,

of letting go
of those desires
that inspire
stupidity,
while hopefully
stripping
the unwanted clay
and revealing the face
of someone
I have been
struggling
to become.

Stuck in the snow
With my love
what can we
Do
To pass the time
And keep our selves
warm

Smiling face, look how I get lost in her sparkling eyes
crystal glasses toasting, for this journey's we willingly embark on tonight

I can see her lustful thoughts
tread milling, running backwards
fighting heated feelings, she wants to rip off my clothes

Her lips the taste that gives it away, it's alone, it's lonely
Running seductively across every ounce of my quivering soul, static,slowly

I completely crash loosening my grip in this moment, I let go
Thermometer calling for a windy ice tea, intoxicating kiss that she blows

Our hungered hands searching like lost ships in the night
Body's shed of their burdens
Our ripped clothes strewn to the side

Our body's drenched with the emotions of one another
We tasted every ounce, breathed every sound, touches as soft as a feather

our groping body's heated, touching, moving intensely as one
electric, ****** surges with sensuality  
floating on each others essence, this taste, we both explode
leaving us breathless and done

we turn and get locked in each others arms
holding on for dear life, hoping this magic moments
will never lose it's charm.

Alone in the sands
The fields was yellow
It lost its greenery
What could have happened?
Make haste, get the soothsayers

Even the palms
They swayed not
Not that the beauty was lost
But in their dance
Lies that Sweet sound

I could see the cloud
Far from thence
This mystery we must solve
A puzzle we must demystify

As the pride passed by
The King followed behind
Abomination! A Lion King leads from the front
Whatever caused this blackness
Surely permeated his kingdom
His pride was hurt

Let's call the wise one
Suggested the Mice
For the King speaketh not
Like a sprinter he arrived
The wise old Tortoise
Only him has the answer

He conjured; poured wine
That their king may live
He made several atonements
To the lords of the night
Then his offering was accepted
The secrets were revealed

I have seen him fight
But today, it is not by strength
He has lost his Queen
The Queen of his heart
Who can atone the Lion King
None!

And just suddenly
Her heart belongs to another
But how can he fight
When he is disadvantaged
How can he fight
When he is seen as a weakling
He had lost his pride

Where do we go from here?
The wise one said
Like a well rehearsed song
All chanted in solidarity
Forward!
Fall eight times, rise the night

And so it happened
The pride of the King
Has just fallen for another
None can appease him
But in him lies greatness
For surely, he will rise again

And who knows, just maybe
He will find love again
It never happened before
But the Lion King cried
Who will clean his tears?
Who?

It is supper time
It is all most
Time for us to rejoice
Two broken souls
Can they create
Happiness
I think so.