Here is your present.
If you open it you will find something of no monetary value.
It has no mass.
No dimensions.
But it sure is heavy.

You can’t hold it,
But you can feel it
You can’t write with it ,
But it leaves a mark
It may be small,
But it grows over time

I want you to take it. Keep it. Cherish it.
And on the first day of your first born’s life
Give it away

Don’t ever wipe it off
It loses all power,
All love,
All meaning if you do.
Everybody knows that.

Even if today is the last day that our paths cross
You will always have this gift.
Please take care of it.

Sunny beaches

No oil

Beautiful women

Paradise here I come

heart pounding

Calm and euphoria

I need more

its gone

I crave

I suffer

                                                         ­ Your poison flows

I can still smell the lustful intentions of your perfume
in the shirt you once wore.
I regret all the meaningless battles
of a couples war.

I know you will soon be
back inside my arms.
but the voices inside of me
scream with jealous alarms

I argue with the lies
inside my head;
I know one day
we will be wed...

I cry as I kiss the ghost
of you in memory.
I know our love binds and distorts
in fearful symmetry.

The crackle of light separates into
Sparks that drape over me.

An anticipated BOOM jolts me
into a state of terror and Awe.

I see this beauty and recall

Warriors,
Ancestors,
And a 7-year-old boy who lost everything to this majestic assassin.

The explosives now screech out a familiar name
Paxon,
Paxon,
Paxon.

Beauty massacres the young

I am filed with joy and sadness
On this Memorial Day.

Insert (four letter word) here

As a joke,
When mad,
After a smoke,
In bed,

I don’t have a tag
I don’t fit the mold
I don’t give a (four letter word)
About what you were told

A hundred years after
My soulless corpse slumbers
Six feet under
I’m (four letter word)

Death is the only true label

Aching feet,
And head.

I just want to go to bed.

Cranky wife,
And child.

Restraint to keep my manner mild.

Time twists,
And spins.

Soon a new day will start again

Soap-opera
I wanna be
On top of you

Bewildered
Love or lust
Old *** news

Decipher
Following the heart
Is never reasonable

Turn down the lights
Search the inner depths of me
Peace is letting go

It is astonishing

how so much can be said

in so few words.