Time;

it always
leaves me
counting.

Even
Edgar Allen Poe.

And I
count the days
until I will
haunt
some of
you.

Like a
crow

you swooped
in
like
Edgar Allen
Poe.

Like a
raven

ebon figures
are full of
misbehavin'.

Like a cat

Halloween left
you trick
or
'treats' fat.

Like an
arsonist

you charcoal'ed
the home
and raised
your fist.

Like a
shadow

you sit
in sin by
satan's window,

Yummm,
let me
devour
your soul.




written by me... ..

In a
mid summer's
torrential
rain,
we firmly
and
tightly
embraced.

Well,
that only
made us
wetter.

You are
cottonwood
and you
fall upon me
like I am
July.

Sit close
to me
on the
tailgate of
my pickup
and take off
that
*******
t-shirt
by the
fire.

Let's allow
this evening
to
quench all
needs and
ANY
desires.


written by me... ..

Social media
has directly
led to
infidelity
being more
readily
accessible.

It's an
infestation
plague
scourge
recrudescence ,
it's an
epidemic.

The disease
is
worldwide.

Everyone
and
everything
deserves
to feel
loved.

If only
I could
make this
happen,
I
would!

:'(

As death
circles
like a
desert vulture,
a
gentle calm
settles in.



written by me... ..

a poet's
passion
is
never
in need
of an
invitation.

it
is
always
present.