The stars came down to meet me, entangled in her smile
Intoxication overcame me, its power – to beguile
Another glance
another breath
another leap of faith
I’m lost and flustered, emotions clustered
think I’ll stay here awhile

I asked about her preference: Mexican, Greek, or Italian?
She replied with a timid look – a romantic medallion
“Would you like
tomorrow night
to get a bite to eat?”
She replied, “yes,” I must confess
I will not be a dallying

That night I couldn’t sleep, my thoughts were fairly jumping
My bed refused to just sit still, my heart was really pumping
I tried to read
I tried to write
but sleep avoided me
I wasn’t mad, or even sad
for loneliness I was dumping.

I walked around the following day, in a luscious haze
My nervousness accompanied me, a day filled with clichés
The moments dragged
the minutes too
I could barely wait
But finally came, the time to claim
she who has my heart ablaze.

I drove to her apartment, I handed her one rose
She blushed so luxuriously, she loved the flower I chose
We went to eat
and had a ball
The night went by so fast
Now I’m enamored, it’s like I’m hammered
love’s what she bestows.

It hasn’t even been a week, but I’m just a smitten pup
I’m her shiny, China plate, and she’s my fragile cup
We talk each day
her voice assures
I’m most surely in love
She’s so dear, it seems so clear
that I'll never give her up

Dark brown hair, darting eyes.
Want to look, 'stead I sigh.

Passes by, looks my way.
Should I ask for a date?

If I wait, will I lose?
Was her flirt just a ruse?

Passion brews, in my heart.
Could a love affair start?

Eyes still dart, look around.
Can she hear, my heart's sound?

Going down, need to know.
If I ask, tell me no?

So I go, out the door.
Not a word, nothing more.

Same old score, chickened out.
It’s what fear’s all about.

Soft and silky on my lips.
So warm and smooth my heart does flips.
Only one thing can bring such bliss:
The sensual touch of my baby’s kiss.

Her eyes are pure and deep and bright.
Her arms a cocoon that holds me tight.
Between the two, nothing’s amiss.
But they can’t compare to her hungry kiss.

I have seen Paris by day –
Walked the Champses Elysee
I travel there when I reminisce.
But I fast return to my baby’s kiss.

There’s no such thing as writer’s block.
Muses don’t exist.
Water boils when you watch the clock.
Nothing lost is missed.

It’s better not to love or lose.
Time’s not medicine.
Saxophones don’t cure the blues.
Beauty’s not just skin.

I don’t believe in any myth.
Legends are not true.
But if you want to know my pith,
I believe in you.

Conflicts solved without a fight.
Smiles shared as we **** the light.
Wrapped in your arms throughout the night.
All sure signs that this is right.

You cross my mind, I start to smile.
With just a look you can beguile.
I love your warm, singular style.
All sure signs that it’s worthwhile.

I can joke and be a clown.
Don’t need my guard when you’re around.
You give a hug when I feel down.
All sure signs it’s love we’ve found.

Impossibilities.
Distilled reality.
Idiosyncrasies.
Eventuality.
Living life with terminal frailties,
Searching for my lost tranquility.

Is it worth it?
Some days.

Morons miss the forest,
Obsessing with a tree.
Players send their soul mate,
Packing down the street.

Irony's not cruel.
Fate does not take sides.
Both of them, however,
Know what a person hides.