Amazing
how the day spins
There are chains in
All entwined in

Amazing
How little my life means
To those I give my everything
it is humbling, to know your meaning

Amazing
In the scope of greens
I am a tiny speck of red
a very lonely feeling

Amazing
Cannot say anything
Without meaning other things
Deciding against it
The purpose defeating

Amazing
It is so small and beautiful
I am noticing the life beyond my life
I cannot help dreaming

Amazing
Every good thing
That happens after bad ones
That helps us forget
The last thing

Amazing
I am still living breathing
It is gratifying
How human is still a thing

Amazing
is my heart still beating
And it always for me.

The best whiskey goes down
smooth as the silky tongue
of a curvaceous young woman.
There are times when we desire
sips from brands known to bite
the back of the throat
with the gratifying sting
of fingernails dug in
between our shoulder blades.
Funny how the sensations
of pleasure and pain
have more in common
than we realize.

When it's three am
and the cold water splashes
against your face, wiping
away the sweat of another
nightmare,

When it's just about noon
and the old fork clatters
from your hand, moving
beyond the loneliness of another
meal,

When it's half past six
and the exasperated sigh escapes
from your lips, easing
aside the tension of another
day,

that is when I hope you recall,
remember, that once--
much more than once--
I was your gratifying well,
your overflowing banquet,
your everlasting breath.