I love her charms
And her precious kisses to
And when she softly touches me and
I love the bliss and the happiness and
When she makes sweet love to me

And I smile so bright
I'm in love with her tonight,

And when she gets so naughty
And kisses me all over and
My heart begins to race
And most of all
I love the beautiful smile on her face.

I don't get along
with my own rage
mostly I disassociate
rather then engage

Still my rage is in here
looking for a breach
of all my multi intelligence
rage is the hardest to teach!

Let me take a moment
to navigate this maze
there's so much more to living
than some festering heated rage

No one need reminding
rage can be quite blinding
but I am not a complete slave
I will keep my rage
caged!
(and off your page)