The Day God Forgot        
I was sad, I know not why.
Said I to GOD, just let me die.
And so it was I told Him much.
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

I told him wicked things I'd done,
If only in the name of fun.
I told him things most leave unsaid.
Of sorrow, and of woeful dread.

Of love and joy and all my dreams,
Of precious life, and what it means.
I shed tears full of sad sorrow.
I didn't want to see tomorrow.

The sun had ceased it's brilliant shining.
The clouds had lost their Silver lining.

So from God's hand, a gold quill I took.
And wrote my name in his big book.
I signed in ink made from my blood,
Spilled from my veins a crimson flood.

I walked away, God heaved a sigh,
And followed me with his wise eyes.
A subtle smile crossed his face,
For he knew my heart,  and he knew my fate.

Then many days flew quickly past,
My melancholy didn't last.
No longer did I feel life's sting.
Songs of joy were mine to sing.

What magic had the good Lord wrought?
Nothing but his wisdom taught.
And what happened to that day I sought?
Well, that's the day that God forgot.

Stolen Kisses

A peck here, a smooch there.
Touching tongues if we dare.
This poem's about our stolen kisses.
Secret kisses everywhere.

Your lips brush mine and sparks ignite,
as sultry as a summers night.
Earth slows down its constant turning.
In my soul a desperate yearning.

On my front porch, in the dark.
On springtime walks, in the park.
In the movie theater too,
the kisses that I stole from you.

Red lips contrast with your light skin.
My **** doll of fine porcelain.
With Venus in the house of sin,
I beg come kiss me once again.

Just several seconds and we're done.
Our lips eclipse like moon and sun.
Your face awash with satin kisses,
Fulfilling all my secret wishes.

Pitter patter goes my heart.
My eyes fly open with a start.
An impish grin upon your face.
Fickle blow the winds of fate.

Some day I hope to make you mine,
If we can make the stars align.
Until I bid my spouse adieu,
a stolen kiss will have to do.

Should love one day become a sin,
the kiss police would take us in,
and lock us up- throw out the key.
I'll pray you'll share a cell with me!