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Oct 2013
I know I'll survive now
Even though my mother
Drunk and doped up on her usual
Cocktail of potential overdose
Abandoned me at an early age
Even though my father
Money hungry and starving for a dollar
Forgot time is more important than money
Because I found myself homeless
On the street corners looking for love
Begging for change
Every passerby giving my pennies and quarters
Dimes and nickels
Thinking a penny tossed in my coffee cup
Would buy me a shower
A single meal my lion stomach roared for
Or save their soul because I'm a charity case
But it wasn't the type of change I looked for
I truly longed for
It came when you walked by
You gave me a glance
A simple curvature of your undeniable intoxicating lips
Which caused me to blush
You said hello
And I knew I fell for you
That I would be able to cash in all these coins for a chance at your heart
And baby if you think you have a hollow chest
I'll become a caveman
Call it my home
Chase away every saber tooth virus
Trying to seperate me from the only place I can call home
I'll hunt caribou and elk
With the spears I'll make from my bones
Make a feast over the fire
I'll make the moments we spend together a memory
With every cave painting I leave behind
As I kiss your body with gentle hands
I hope I found a new home
Because I have nowhere else to go
No other place I rather be
Than holding you and telling you
Grab my hiking gear
Give me a megaphone
I want the world to know everytime
I tell you in a loving tone

Baby...I'm home
Robert Guerrero
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Robert Guerrero
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