How to become a poet:
Let someone rip your soul apart.
And in the need of mending ,
You will replace it with words.

JPC-
My true love you threw your magnetic pebbles your magical out worldly rocks
on my lap
you called my small momma your portal to heaven star seed.
I called your small Daddy
the bridge to heaven
and we whispered to each other
the titles; Mama and Papa.
I guess we lived many lifetimes as man and wife as twin souls interchangeable twin flames before.
In almost every book ever written where love is lost or found and in every lifetime we found each other I'm never alone, we remain glued
just one thought away.
I notice your waves right here on HP they fall on my writ pond and mine fall on yours my beloved.
You might just as well call me Delene where both of us meetings in some mystic time travel space ship.
In love with your poetic waves revealing secrets;
true love always takes chances on Earth and up in some exotic E.T. mother ship.
~~~~~~~~~
Mr and Mrs Andrews
with Karijinbba.

seems way too complicated

loses lots of something in the translation.

suppose pictures are part of that?

but really?

just wear a hat!

I was turned on by a Toaster, she tanned my bread to gold
In time she ejected me, it was her natural Toaster role...
I fell for her sister, a Deep Fryer in despair, my lust began to boil
I had to come up for some air...
I ran off with a Can Opener, she could even sharpen knives,
She opened up a can of *** whip, she could never be my wife!
I met a **** Freezer, but her heart was cold as ice, I was bitten by her frosty ways
Once bitten, never twice...
I made my way across the tile to an Oven quite unique
All her features were well displayed, on this EZ Baking Freak!
She cooked me on the surface, yet burnt me deep within
I guess my culinary skills were lacking in the end...
So now I date a Spatula safely from the heat
She flips a mean burger and french fries by the heap!
Truth is I'm a Poet
Who simply likes to eat!

Behind this smile, the mask I wear. Hides the scars where tears once fell..weighing me down i was drowning in a sea of pain...
.in the darkness Id hide my shame, the tears, the pain ..
there was a time the mask had fell...
the tears and pain she saw ,,I thought had made me weak ..
she saw me that day tears and all...she sat with me as the last would fall...
she looked deep into my eyes with compassion to my surprise..
she saw me then a broken man. Though she did not know me she took my hand..
she stood by my side ..this angel bearing all watched me die inside ..
her kindness and love i will never forget, her eyes so full of innocence.
This angel who knows me not...
sees me without my mask ..
she does not judge me but loves me as I am...
Friends Forever and always ,jazmin thank you..