They’re cheesy
Some of my poems I know
An imitation
Of ideas used to the point of being frayed
Tattered and in holes
No longer appealing
Until I take them
And give them a shiny new cover
Then they’re attractive...
To some
Who need the idea repeated to them
Or to those who truly appreciate poetry for its function as a medium
Through which ideas, old and new, are transmitted in
Attractive ways
So maybe it’s really the reader
What they
Need
Want
And see

If you cover me
entirely
as a fog

Then I will warm you
entirely
as a sun

In My Opinion


You’re the latest trend, in this one track mind;
You’re the thing, I hoped and prayed I'd find.
You’re my first, my last, my everything;
You're my latest wish and all my wet dreams.


In my opinion, yeah, yeah,
In my opinion, yeah, yeah.
In my opinion, yeah, yeah,
In my opinion, yeah, yeah.


Your beauty shines, from beneath your skin;
You’re a looking glass and I'm looking in.
You showed me things, I should never have seen;
You’re my first class bride, my beauty queen.


In my opinion, yeah, yeah,
In my opinion, yeah, yeah.
In my opinion, yeah, yeah,
In my opinion, yeah, yeah.


If I speak my mind, would you listen in?
To my deepest thoughts and fantasies;
To the truth I speak, which you don't believe.
The lyrics aren't hard, they’re just my feelings.


In my opinion, yeah, yeah,
In my opinion, yeah, yeah.
In my opinion, yeah, yeah,
In my opinion, yeah, yeah.


If I buy you a drink, could you fill me in?
To your thoughts of me, tell me what you think.
What image do you see, when you look at me?
Do you want my love, or can I go free?


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