I Wuv U

I wuv u to the moon and back and then forwards again

I wuv u more than any chick could love it's mother hen

I wuv u more than rainbows and big blue butterflies

I'll always wuv u most of all no matter how time flies

I wuv u now, I wuv u tomorrow, and twenty years from now

I wuv u bunches, bunches, bunches more than you could ever know how

I wuv u as a wittle kid and as a big girl too

Through all the world, you can know this, I wuv u

It was early fall,
the leaves were vibrant
when I crawled to the bar,
catch myself a weekend buzz.

Fred’s drinks were pure trouble,
more jet fuel than mixer.
I mean you could torch your breath
after just one sip.
Rock blared there like a live concert,
loud enough to make you a deaf mute
after just one drink.
The dark walls swirled,
moved in & out, carnival-like,
I purred-down
Jack-elixirs.

I first saw her shining
from across the Mahogany bar.
She was hidden in the shadows,
a real good looker.
Her amber hair was crazy,
blowing everywhere
like the bride of the stitched-man,
electrode-neck.

She might have been a ******
or a nose-candy queen,
but after what the bartender gave me,
it really didn’t matter,
life was played ******* the edge
in them days.

I was enthalled with her,
captivated by her lady-vibes,
she was the perfect last call.
We sang rock and roll songs
in my 455 rocket, crawled
the back roads,
looped
all the way
to my country-place.

We were on auto-pilot,
dropped our guards,
fell into each other’s embrace.
She smelled like salty-patchouli,
had a killer innocent-face,
kissed me with fire,
such strong desire,
a beautiful-wantonness.
Her eyes were so red & green,
indeed she was
the consummate,
the prettiest,
late-night dream girl.

She was bathed in bright ink,
the sun, the moon, the stars,
vividly scrawled on her back
along with a frowning-tiger.
Above her privacy, I spied
a smiling-gnome
with outstretched arms
screaming, “I Wuv You.”

I obliged him,
there was no fighting
her ***** to the wall demeanor.
We shook the planet,
frolicked way past the wee hours,
deep into the noon hour.

When the earth-shattering stopped,
I was hung over on her & the jp4.
We crashed still trashed,
I still don’t know
how I ever got her home.

So you're riding in this car, and you feel this kind of feeling. Like the wind is softly caressing your skin as curtains drawn over a freshly opened window on a spring day, blowing in soft spurts up and down your skin, subtely undulating to the ryhtym of natures heartbeat in harmony with your own. At a stop sign, it's second nature to stick your cigarette out the window and flick, but at full speeds you should have known. You should have known that the sheer movement all in one direction would be enough to wipe that ash straight away, revealing a new and beautiful burning ember, bursting with life and oxygen, beckoning up at you with the long lost pleasures of your most recent inhalation of life into those black heavy lungs. You stop to think and realize that life, with it's many shortcomings and speed car races, is a mysterious enigma, with an ultimate prize when you solve the puzzle.



But that last puzzle piece, oh how elusive it remains over the years. Be it love? Or loss? Perhaps musical inebriation or an exceptionally deep relative conversation with a complete stranger. The kind that leads to dancing eyes and an incredible variation of ****** expressions that you hadn't even thought possible from the tiny muscles below your cheeks, pulling the strings from somwehere up above to show you the right complexion to wear at any given moment or pause.



I still think that love must have something to do with it. More intoxicating than the ripest wine from the most exotic vineyard. More majestic and mystifying than the school bus ride with your fresh smelling brand new pleather/plastic superhero backpack and matching shoes on your first day of school back in 1995. More powerful and tumultuous, yet unpredictably moving, than the first time it hit you like a ton of bricks remembering in mid adulthood that some place, some where in time, you had a real home, with a real family, with real holiday tradtitions to celebrate and commiserate about each and every year, but that's all gone and done for. Yes, love must be involved some how, the invariably escapable little *****. She must be hiding somwhere amongst the tree lines and leaves, the rivers and valleys, the shooting stars and comet tails brightening the dull black of night. Yes. She must be somewhere.

Maria Yuryevna Sharapove
Cuantos amore y tu?
De Donde eres?
Soy de Estados Unidos, un poco en la Florida.
Es muy bonita aqui, Yo pasar vivir en Tampa, FL.
Currente en Orlando, FL.
Sus ojos me gusto muchas.
El feo es muy beauty-full.
Las flores de unas manifestaciones have certainly done their NUMB3r on me.
Die.
Fur.
Ewigkeit.
eternity.
Everlasting.
eruptions.
Elliter­ation eh?
wet Yet?
I bet you sweat for a Poet?
I certainly hope you adore an actor.
I beumse you to be a mused by musicians musing over you alone.
Marriage isnt so tough when you I toughed it out this long.
Have Your Veins ever felt like Runaways?
Meow.
Me, OWWW?!
(;
peace//love
X//0
sugarpova?
sharapova?
more like supernoavs!
excuse me
supernovae
eh?
I could do this alllllllll day (:
Wuv youuuu
Lov u?
I wish I knew russian
Yuryevna is the only world I need to understand.
The sun swirled my whole life
Arent you the sun incarnate
and
immaculate of course.
we gloridifed all the benches
killed all the 'rockstars'
I Am augustus, antony, another one?
it goes on
ad infinitum.
I have a perfect soul.
So do you.

'I want you to notice when Im not around. You're so very specialllll :(

I wish I was Special

But Im a 'creep?
Your the creep!

Your the ******.
But its okay
I like 'Polka" dots.
Ill 'CRUCIFY' you wink any ******* time you want. BELIEVE ME.
Now
Testify

Run
Run
Run
RUŃÑŃ Uhm
Are we done yet?
Nope

"Whatever makes you happy, whatever you want, a child as soon as possible of course. Youre beaitful. The most beautiful princess a 'prince' of 'peace' could corrupt. (;

Lets Let Love LIE, Live.

Everything in its right place Maria.
I know Im a Tangential Thinker, diagnosed by Grace itself.

Ive been through prison, kail, solitary confinement.

and guess what

it wasn't all for you
but it was and i never knew

My lost lenore.
Quoth the Raven.
ALWAYS.

Met you
in the fall;
loved you
through
the winter;
you left me
in the spring

In between,
you saved
my life.

True love
need not
be forever
to be true.

I love you
I hate you
I love you
I hate you
Cliche
But it's true.

There she is
Standing in on the hill
Staring off into the horrible world we live in
I walk up behind her sneakily
And just as I'm about to grab her
She snatches around and pounces  
We roll down the hill
Both laughing and holding each other tight
I manage to use my legs to stop us
She's on top of my as I stare into her eyes
And she stares into mine.
"I love you"
We both  say at the same time
I look at her expectantly
She just looks back at me the same way
"Say it back fatty" I say
" No I said it first so you have to say it back" she says
Stubbornly I rebel and decide to instead tell her " I wuv you Jennesiss Nicole Arroyo You're truly the best thing that has ever happened to me "
She just smiles at me and rolls her eyes.
" I wuv you to Ryan Terrell Arroyo"
I smile and look her in the eyes
I tell her " Your so beautiful Baby girl, You're just so amazing, everything about you.
The way you talk
The way you walk
The way you make me feel
Your contagious laugh
Your extremely beautiful smile
Your long curly hair
The way you look at me
I could go on for eons and be nowhere near telling you just how amazing you are"
I bring her closer
Squeezing her as close to me as I can
She squeezes back and we almost start to roll again but I stopped us
This time we were side by side
We sit up
I look her in her big beautiful brown eyes
"I love you so much Jennesiss.
I could never live without you
If it wasn't for you...
I wouldn't be alive right now.
When I had nothing else,
I always had you
And you were all I ever wanted
All I ever needed
You are are my one and only
And my everything.
You are my soul mate"
She sits there staring into my eyes
Tears streaming down her face
" ....I.....I...Ryan...I lov-"
Before she can finish her sentence
I grab her head and kiss her
And as or lips touch she gasp in surprise
She put her hands around my neck as we kiss
Everything froze
It was like the world around,
Time and space
All of it
It all just stopped and waited patiently for the kiss to end
Our lips still attacking each other, she reaches for something behind her back
Her lips pull away and she looks me in the eyes
" I love you so much"
I smile at her and kiss her again
She pulls away from my lips and whispers something in my ear
" But it's over now"
As her words enter my ears i feel something
A sharp pain
Then I feel something strange
A warm liquid begins to trickle down my stomach
I look down and see her hand
Wrapped tightly around a knife
****** starts to cover her hands
I grab her by her  wrist and the knife out and grab her
She squeals as I pull her closer to me
Bring the knife up to her chest
She screams and struggles to get away
But it's too late
I bring the knife to her chest
And look her in the eyes
She just looks back at me confused
"...Wha.....what are you.....doing?"
Tears run down  my face
"Did yo-........Did-......Did you really think I wou-........ hurt you"
It had become harder and harder to talk with my lungs filling with blood
I had very little time and I knew it
" I lov-......I lo-......"
She steps away looking scared
Yet smirking she says " but I don't love you. Not anymore."
Her words hurting far worst than the stab
Hurting worst than anything
I fall to my knees as she begins to walk away
" .......I.....still love.....I still love you Jennesiss"
My last words before I fall forward seemingly in slow motion
And just as my face hits the ground
I rise back up panting
I look around scared and confused but see nothing  
I feel so light headed
I go to move and suddenly I feel as if i'm falling
I wasn't sure until I felt  the floor meet my face
I manage to slowly get myself to my feet
I reach for my chest
Theres nothing there
I reach to my face and feel something soft
I pull it
" it's just.......my beanie?......What the Hell"
I look up and see myself
My mirror
My bed
My room
"It was just a.......dream"

I want to surf the crashing waves of motion in your shoulder blades, glide along your neck until your ear’s the platform for the thoughts of sweetly singing heartstrings getting brought to harmony and pitch by the bouncing drop and lift of your laughter, so catch me with your banter, I’m a fool for you and you know it. Why hide it?