i like my body when it is with your
body. It is so quite new a thing.
Muscles better and nerves more.
i like your body.  i like what it does,
i like its hows.  i like to feel the spine
of your body and its bones,and the trembling
-firm-smooth ness and which i will
again and again and again
kiss, i like kissing this and that of you,
i like, slowly stroking the,shocking fuzz
of your electric furr,and what-is-it comes
over parting flesh….And eyes big love-crumbs,

and possibly i like the thrill

of under me you so quite new

I hold you tight up against my body
I take you with me even to the party

I rub you back and forth
Up and down from south to north

I love the way you sing hard and soft
I just can't keep my hands off

I pull you close
From coast to coast

You are beautifully sound
I will never pass you around

Magnificently perfect
You have all of my respect

You are my best friend
Till the end

A fistful of time...
Saw the doing and the undoing
of misguided hands.

A fistful of words...
Hurled in exchange,
like expended rounds that
drew more than they should.

A fistful of life...
Taken for granted
and traded in for
forgotten sands.

A fistful of heart...
Wrung dry by familiar digits...
Suffocating still...
Like I knew it would.

Every rose dies
Because all beautiful things come to an end
Either destroyed by the natural fires of the earth
Or by the wrath of humans of the dirt
With every birth
There is a death
As with every rose
There is a story
A story told by those with fairytale lovers
Or those with broken promises
Hidden by ice cream and watery storms
Romance movies and sad songs
But that's just one story
Packed in one rose petal
Because with every rose, there's a different story
And with every story
There was once a boy who said sorry
Or a girl who said please forgive me
So you closed your eyes and nodded
After all, you could see the beauty in the roses
So why not let the bad thoughts
Slip right through our noses

Catch me before
the cusp of dawn
and I'll show you
how I can
blur the lines
between your dreams
and my reality
and make
your days
a living fantasy

humanity has turned away from itself
said goodbye to the inner truth
the self that feels the pain of others
listens with an open heart
reaches out to everyone
holds you close without demand

the greedy spend all the money
silencing the rest of us
leaving all the values behind
with a blind eye to the truth
have turned off the universal light
it seems we may have lost the sight

the powerful shake its people to the core
washing away all the freedoms
rinsing off leftover droplets of love
replacing them with all the lies
living life in full disguise
I will never show demise

if you choose to live this way
know that it will not end well
the last thing that we should do
is walk away from who we are within
listen to your purest heart
that is where you can hit restart

Changes are coming you'd better conform,
they're approaching  quickly your old ways are worn.
So take out your weapon fight the good fight,
If you are not a fighter than preach what is right.
And though your heart may be weary at first,
it will soon reach the point where it kills the old curse.
Destroy all the fake ways and typical words,
accept that the new world is turning the herds.
The stories been told, the ending is bleak,
If you think you can fix it your mind must be weak.
The "**** Superior" is proving to be fake,
but you better get a-moving or you'll expose 'your the snake.

bring no sad song here or near
our haven darling
no cold winds
just the silken folds
the smile I first saw those lips
the woven truths of love's first bliss
blushing through
the first soft kiss
of lips
on mine