I stole your  poem ..yes it's true
I didn't do it... to make you blue..
I didn't need your... broken words
although that may be...what you heard
The scattered thoughts....
you left undone...I tried to make them
become one.........and all
but they were so tattered..so torn asunder
was it worth the grief
I began to wonder
After all the wishy wash
from certain mish mash
I finally threw it........... all in the trash

What doth the wind whisper
when it caresses.... your neck
blows softest kisses in your ear
   traces the sweetest curve
of a female  back... Nirvana  is
the swerve... is absurd...such  nerve
that I would dare to touch...
what we need so much .. enhanced
time stands still.. waiting
for the thrill.. ..of shortened breath

What faces peered ...through
  window's pain
while cloudy skies above  ..
did reign
  Yet..shining bright..  under
circle moonlight
fled too many ..what was the count
hidden fast  from earthly
mount..silent wait.... as eons passed...
waiting for some college lass
to experience... splendor
in the grass

Morning's light awakens.... my sleeping eyes..
while still in my mind..
are your milky thighs...wrapped
around my body tight.. so right
For oh the night...  that passed to soon
filled with sounds.. of  your lustful swoon
could only be described as  sweet..
what treats.. could be found  
in chocolate dreams..  making love
with all it's might ...
as I awake still remembering  
scenes from last night

There we are ... so close
but yet... so far..
each in our own space..
together as the human race
Our hearts .. pulse with passion
our souls... long  for meaning
  all the while gleaning...
the moon.. represents the cycles
as together...  independently
we shine.. brilliant...
across the vast ocean
yet.. still separated by
circumstance

I dreamed I was a galaxy.. surrounded
                                                        by reddish light
                        no longer was I afraid..
        to face the darkest night
for I could see....
                          the distant galaxies..
     all spinning all around..
all singing quite musically..
                                                yet none had made a sound..

They glittered  bright
     like shiny steel beads
                 of coldest night...what a sight..
I was galaxy of millions.. but not
                                                         .. the brightest star...

No.... just an ordinary one... of billions
and they stretch like.... here and.............so far

So be your own universe..
               shine as bright as you can be..
glitter like the brightest Sun
                 or the tiniest star you see

Because ..everything that  has a purpose
a meaning and a plan... it  often sits... squarely there
in the palm of your hand

If I could hold you tonight .. so tight ..   whisper into the ears I love so much. with soft touch..  kiss the lips ..I long to see..  why me..  would it be Art.. if we never part..
Can you feel the colors of my soul..  the blue and grey ..the streaks of red.. that fill my head.. my heart.. a start..  an end ..of where we begin...   and then ..  
if I could hold you tonight ..  would it be the last.. just like the past..  a mold of  expression... which was never cast .. forgotten ..  as times has  passed..
If I could hold you now..

What kindred nights ...........I spent on poetry sites
              while watching words....parading past.. it seems
                                                                 to never....... never last
For the perfect prose ..
often comes................................... and goes
                                             with mornings light
            left in fright .....in my dreams last night
And one day soon ..
        maybe...... under fullest moon
the words will come.... and I will be done