You walk in the sunlight
I dance in the shadows
Your smile brightens the day
Mine reveals the dark truths
But when we kiss, our two disparate lives
*become one

She's a purple laffy taffy
Just a tiny bit snazzy
But not in the least bit ******
She's always got a joke
To lighten the mood
And maybe share a Coke
Though sometimes she's a difficult brand to be chewed
she's blunt
And doesn't bother putting up a front
Her wrapper makes you laugh
But her insides are just like a gaff
She's a rock in the cold light of day
But an ocean in the warm breeze of May
She is a mystery
With a long history
She doesn't always feel good enough
Because the other taffys are saying that's she's rough
But she's got her own thing going
Even without the other taffys knowing
So you can keep on throwing rocks
But one day
she's gonna knock off your socks

You are not like the rest, flower.
You are definitely taller than a tower,
Your body has those drops of a waterfall shower,
And your silence reminds me of the day after tomorrow.

When the measure is of a greater
worth than that which is measured,
we will diminish.
The grammar of our time will
be perfect.
Our words will be so refined,
but meaning will be
impossible to find.

The length of us will be the last of us,
the depth of us will be lost on us,
and finally we will be perfect.
Finally we will be empty.

We will live for the moment,
but each moment will be sparse,
we will diminish.
Each thought will be magnificent
in structure.
Our hold on “reality” will be firm.
impossible to transgress,
impossible to learn.

The length of us will be the last of us,
the depth of us will be lost on us,
and finally we will be perfect.
Finally we will be empty.

Look out here
It comes
Sum of someone's sums
Perverse calculation
Trigonometry as sensation
Graphic illustration
Of a pre-ordained mathematic
Desire
Intersexual intellectual
Pythagorean triangle of lust Figures
Add and attract
Add and subtract
Add and subtract
This physical abstract
To form the total goal
To fit the math of a
Human hole

My soul is awashed
Not by the light of the moon
*But by the darkness