there's only
one
love puppet
you see

the one
with BIG eyes
that looks
up to you
as she finalizes
her fantasy

a trifle bit confused
but once she met you,
her world
was just now
filled with
******

******... ..
a word that,
before you,

she had
never fathomed

So obscure , most figures...
face of a lion...
nerve of a lamb.

The den lives a flock...
it echoes with fear...
the fleece warms the king.



written by me... ..

We awaken every day to history.
History under our feet, touched by our hands and mystery.
Moments that will never repeat.
Moments of love and also great deceit.
Inhale aromas that passion our senses.
Exhale the day filled with bridges and with fences.
You are an individual creation.
Understand that every day in the flesh is a celebration.
We aren't sand in an hourglass.
We are memories meant to last.
Yes, today the sun will once again set.
Make it a day that is empty of regret.
Close those eyes of gentle streams.
Save the best of today for you in your dreams.
Tomorrow will come through the blinds as the sun's rays kiss your naked skin.
Tomorrow is more history, another day for history to begin.

I struggle to hear above the noise.

The din of life,

and at my door another choice.

Do I kneel and thank You for another day?

With all of this noise;
my screams...
I lose my voice.

Mumbling,
mute .....the words I want to say.

The heavens can hear me,
Jesus whispers: 'son, everything will be okay'.

________

And.. when I fall down and brush burn both my knees

I know when I look up,
You will be the light that I see

Please love me for the brokenness I am

Even though I've been living on the edge of Your mercy

I know I'm not;

Even though
I know I'm not,
as pure as the lamb.....

Jus' seein' you and my pulse begins to hasten

You unclothe your body like you're at Daytona racin'

Oh girl :
your bikini lines how they got me faintin'

I'm splashin' that lotion on ya that I know I'm wastin'

You're my summertime treat and I can't wait to taste you

As I
tasted
and swallowed
the
unforgettable
moonlight
on your
lips.
The only
thing
that was
going to
cool us
down this night
was a
good
ol' fashion
rain storm
at 4am' ish.


And then
quite easily I...

I,

overdosed
on your kiss
and the
movement
of
your hips.

I would
love if,
you somehow
'happened'
again.

And...

You wowed me
once again
with your
gumdrop nips
and the
dynamite
that you
call lips.


written by me... ..

Life dies.
Sadness cries.

The second hand continues.
By weeks end it's old news.

When I close my eyes forever.
My first moments from life I sever.

I want you to look at me.
Take a look at death, life's fee.

Exit the funeral home's door.
The body in the casket you will see no more.

Get into your car and turn the key.
Brush the dirt off of your bended knee.

Brush the scent of death from you once again.
Carry on with a few prayers and a meaningful amen !

Normalcy reacquaints itself in a few short days.
Until life dies and once again death is how life pays.

Live your life while you still can.
Death eventually comes for each and every woman and man.

It might be today, it might be tomorrow.
The time on the clock is only there to borrow.

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... ..

your whispers
stir a
still waters
surface.

they sway
the stalks
in fields
of barley.

they're
sure to
change
a face
of grimace.

your whispers
feed my
my largest
sweet tooth
darlin'.

your whispers
are
more quiet
than a
serpent's hiss.

your whispers
spear me
like the
bill of
a marlin.

but enough
of your
whispers
because... ..

i long
for your
kiss.



written by me... ..