You & Me.  Me & You.  
Friends for a while.
Walk that Extra Mile.

We were just friends..
Nothing more or less.

Then you asked me
Honest you should be
Do you love me ?
Yes was my Answer.

Honest I was simply.
She just left abrupltly.

When I show you my art,
I'm not looking for attention
When I share these poems,
it's not to seek your praise
When I let you see these things,
I don't want you to tell me it looks good
No, I don't care about that
Rather, it honestly makes me a little uncomfortable
Because of the emotion you miss,
the meaning within my 'talent'
And you don't get it
But especially if you do,
the last thing I want is for you to call me "gifted"
Am I 'gifted', to have such thoughts?
So whether you can feel for me or not,
all I'm asking you to so is get a glimpse
of what's inside my head
Don't be distracted by if it's 'good' or not
Please, make the effort to look a little deeper

The time freezes
For a few Minutes
Sometimes On Top
Sometimes Below
Loud Silently
Wild Gently
Face to Face
Inhale Exhale
Tounges Dance
My Last Chance.

The Leaves leave the Trees.
Scatterred on the Roads.
For which once they used to adorn.
The same has now disowned.

Raining Heavily
Power Shut Down.
Both Alone ..
Candle Light.

Hair Open
Steamy Eyes
Flaring Nostrils
Wet Lips

Could not Resist
Just had to Kiss.

Saw you unclad ....
Became Mad.
Not So Bad.
So Long In my Hand.

Right and Left.  
Dancing in jest.
Looks so Wild.
Happiness piled.  

In and Out
Out and In
Synergy Radiates
Satisfied at the End.