Sweet pneumonia...sitting on my chest
Stealing away
All my much needed rest
Defined fever, a cough with blood-tinged phlegm
Straight liquor...
No sugar on the rim
Intoxicating
Nauseating
I can’t get enough
Delicate at times, at other times rather rough
Sensual
So ******* ALIVE inside my skin
your eyes lighting up as I slowly let you in
So ******* far, you have to be joking
the need so real I swear I'm choking
A darkness, a lightness you try to keep cloaked
You spit poetry, that spits and spits and leaves me soaked
A drug induced edgy world wrapped up in rhyme and wit
Like Lady Godiva, I'm eagerly stampeding towards your spit
Your way with words, the deep intense crawling
The distance not enough to stop the falling
But this heart has little lightness, no sense of humor
Curse this overgrown malevolent tumor
Your poems, at last slaying my long held fears
Your voice at last landing in my ears
Find out further what I'm all about
Then dance all over my self-doubt
I can only imagine you’re an excellent dancer
Alas I can only imagine.