"Boomerang" (Erika)

Inspired by and dedicated to Erika Torres.

A storm nears
And fear
Takes hold of your heart as it steers
You into a panic that keeps pain real.

You are told to not be afraid.
You are told that calm will come after the rain;
But when it stops raining you still feel pain,
Because the fact is that you miss the storm, you miss the gray.

You miss the cloudy skies,
You miss that old fib, that old lie.
You miss the thunder loud chime
That you heard when you looked into his eyes.

Yea, you miss the fights ever-when he got home,
Every night when it got cold,
Every night you spent alone,
To your love, trying to hold on.

You miss him, you miss his touch.
You miss it all so much.
You miss him by your side enough
To cry when he is gone.

It is love, not only lust.
It is the fact that you do trust
The fact that he will always back-come because he must
Re-route to return like a boomerang to re-adjust.

So finally to this-finalize
When you look at yourself realize
That you have the power to make any man compromise
Himself so that he may able-be to analyze the true potential of your mind.

"No Me Quiero Enamorar"

Siento que me estoy enamorando
Pero no me quiero enamorar.
Pienso que tienes el poder
Para, a mi corazón, entrar.

No es que no eres bella,
No es que no me interesas,
Es solo que a mi corazón
Lo han dejado en la miseria.

No me quiero enamorar de ti,
Por que no te quisiera perder.
No quisiera que tu fueras
La que a mi me haga entender

Que el amor
Es solo una ilusión,
Un sueño de un idiota,
De un poeta, su maldición.

Hermosa amiga mía,
Tu eres un ángel,
Pero estoy dolido.
Estoy como un mantel

Viejo y arruinado.
Yo a ti te quiero tanto
Y creo que me estoy enamorando
Pero amor sinceramente estoy dudando.

No creo que yo pueda
Resistir otra derrota.
No creo que podría
Perderte a ti para correr atrás de otra.

Me duele decirte esto,
Bella dama.
Creo que ya te amo
Pero no quisieras que a mi corazón entraras.

No es que no eres mereciente,
No es que no te pueda amar
Es solo que, amor, de nadie
Me quisiera enamorar.

"Breathlessly For You"

Inspired by and dedicated to Rachel Reyes.

Fly like a G5 with your stunner shades.
They cover your deep eyes from the light of day.

Walk it like you mean it, make it happen.
Drive everyone wild but have your seat belt fastened.

You pretty little thing with a sexy smile.
I'm writing this for you so you can re-dial

My number when the night is done.
You already know, the night is still young.

Any who, I digress
What I really want to say is still stuck in my chest.

I'm choking on my words as I try to swallow pride,
I'm extremely captivated by your captivating eyes.

I can not speak a word, so I hope that my silence can silently describe
What it is that I feel within me, inside.

I'm going to keep it simple so that it can work.
There's no reason to lie even if the truth hurts.

Here's what I have to say, it's been like this for a while.
I've been seriously distracted by your sexy style.

You have caught me red handed, in a red light
Looking at you passionately, engraving you in my mind.

You are every thought when I think deep,
You are my every dream dreamt in my REM sleep.

There's always more I have to say when ever I'm with you
Because you are my inspiration, my dear muse.

I'm making these the last few words so that I can take a breath.
With that said all that is left is for us to mate and nest.

"My Frustration"

Waking morn to see your face
I truly do indeed disgrace
My sight as I can not take
The pain brought by your distorted state.
With the slumber that can not be kept,
I find myself wishing eternity be met,
For eternity with thee is painfully bled
Therefore I find that I prefer immediate death.
Presently, I am emotionally disturbed.
Wishing to be, from you, deterred.
Inform me if you do concur
With my running from thee with no return.
I ask my dear your understanding of my complication
As my frustration is that I detest thee.

“December The Fourteenth” (Emely 02)

Inspired by and dedicated to Emely Reynoso.

If I asked you to marry me,
Would you say "I Do!" on December the fourteenth?
We would have the wedding somewhere up in Greece,
The honeymoon is set up for it to be in Belize.

Laying on the beach, the sun making you shine,
And all I'm really thinking is that I'm lucky that you're mine.
You're amazing when you wake up, every second you're divine,
But before we get to that, "would you prefer a wedding in July?"

You caught me day dreaming,
I'm sorry, I'm just really
Distracted by the beauty in front of me, my dearly
Perfection of all meaning.

Back to the question at hand.
Let us play pretend
And see if we could stand
Being married to eachother before we start mating and decide to make a band.

It would take me some time and effort to be perfect,
But I can perfectly try and definately be direct.
You would have to show me, what it is that you do like, or let
Me figure it out on my own instead.

Either way I'll give, to you, my best at all times.
I will give you my all in exchange for not one dime.
All I'd really ask, all I'd really want, is not really a crime,
It's just for you to spend your time with me from five to nine.

I would want you to take care of me
So that I can be there when you need
Someone to hold you when the night is coldly
Attacking you inside your bed sheets.

So would you marry me
On December the Fourteenth,
Somewhere up in Greece,
Our honeymoon in Belize.

"Veinte y Dos, Cuarenta"

Veinte y dos, Cuarenta.
Diez y ocho, la diferencia.
A mi edad no hay impotencia
A tu edad confiesas
Que te preocupa tu apariencia
Porque piensas que te vez vieja.
Pero la verdad es que a tu edad te vez mas buena
Que todas las que me han tocado la verga.
Pues no tengas pena
Y piensa
Que eres la mas bella
Porque yo te escogí a ti en ves de a ellas.
Veinte y dos, Cuarenta.

"Luna"

Inspired por y dedicado to Luna.

Bella Luna,
Linda hermosura,
Querida ternura,
Preciosa preciosura,
I love you beba chula.

Beatiful light
Of the night
At any time you do blind,
Those who love you at all times
Because to them you are sublime.

Te escribo esto
In both Español and English por-supuesto.
Because yo creo
That you should know both culturas y deseo
Que you learn mucho chiquita, te quiero.

Luna bella,
A ti, not one estrella
Te opaca ni te supera
Because you are luz eterna
And your sonrisa is always sincera.

Luna in the sky
Quiero that you know que I
Te amo porque eres my
Sobrinita bella que con sus lovely eyes
Enamora a anyone que este in sight.

"Loving, Soulful and Complete" (Soanny 02)

Inspired by and dedicated to Soanny Sanchez.

This one is going to have a bit of a jazzy flow.
I will be politically correct and I will speak a little slow.

I wanted to write something special directed specially towards you.
That is why I took my time when writing, for you, these Blues.

Smoothly writing with my pen, on paper, to the rhythm in my mind.
The syncopated sounds that play with every thought of you and I.

I'm carefully constructing a pretty little tune.
One for you to hear when in need of a positive mood.

"Listen to your heart" when the "Castles in the sky" you see.
Because the Techno inside of you is loving, soulful and complete.

I "Try sleeping with a broken heart" as I'm "Kinda Loving" how I "Suffocate."
For the Rhythm and Blues that you listen to are putting me in a creative state.

I'm creating what equates an earthquake of love in your heart.
So that you can feel these words even when the song is too far.

So feel it deep inside, feel the wave of motions in your spine;
Dance it with emotion as if it were only the song, you and I tonight.

What ever song it may be, which ever song it is you want to hear
Just dance it as your mind you blank and enjoy a moment when the truth is clear.

Sleep

Nightie night!
Sing a lullaby,
Kiss my eyes
Closed and I will fly

Into a dream
Where you and me
Could be
Always happy.

Sleep...

My Blade

"My Blade"
By:  Edwin Calvo and Michael Roa

Today I keep a blade
With me to make me bleed.
At any time that I would like
I can make myself understand
The pain brought by the game,
This game that we call life.

Call me negative, or Mr. Negativity.
For I'm not positive and positively
Cannot oblige with anything you'd like.
I can not do, I can not say
Why today I carry a blade,
Or what -with it- I might -to do- decide.

Trust me, I am Mr. Cold.
Trust me for a moment more.
Although I can not say that you will like
What I'm about to do.
I will tell you the truth,
No, I will not lie.

.....

Armed with my blade and a morbid thought,
I finally understand this game, I must be in luck.
I'm exhausted from the temptation
That I've fearlessly fought.
Content with the feelings my morbid thoughts brought,
I stare ‘cause I know it can put my pain away;
I stare and I stare imagining rubies on my blade,
I stare and I stare and I stare some more.
With every slice it opens a new door,
So I cut and I slash and I slice away,
Wielding nothing more
Than my beautiful blade.

Armed with my blade and a morbid thought,
I finally understand this game I must be in luck.
Exhausted from the temptation
That I've fearlessly fought.
Content with the feelings my morbid thoughts brought;
I slice and I slice and I slice away
In love with the rubies at the edge of my blade.
You may think I'm negative,
Or that I'm not right in the head,
But the truth is I'm in love with them,
That is my blade and my red.

Slicing at me like a piece of meat
With a blade so beautifully full of rubies.
Rubies that shine readily in the light
Stained only by the blood dripping onto them with my life.
A life lost, a life to not be found
A life thrown away into a blade now laying on the ground.
"Keep me with you, keep me close," I heard in a dream...
"Don't let go, watch me slice!" It was the blade speaking to me.
It spoke with a sound so dark and devil like.
It's words were hateful and full of spite.
If it were not a blade it would have sliced the same
With those words so evilly compacted, so bane.

Bane like black rain raining on my corpse.
I have bled to death and the blade feels no remorse.
Laying next to me, my blade lies with a smile.
It has finally completed the killing of my denial.
It swims away alone in a river of my blood.
My blade leaves my flesh for the scavengers to come.
Flesh and bones are ravaged in a feast.
A feast by the scavengers that devour my meat.
Flesh and bones, no, no soul left.
Flesh and bones that their fate have met.
Flesh and bones, all already sliced.
Flesh and bones that have met my knife.

"Bunny" (Karolynn 02)

Inspired by and dedicated to Karolynn Mejia.

Sexy little bunny, on the way to the top
Of your rabbit hole,
Keep on climbing the latter of success,
Do not let them bring you down any more.

Show them you can do it,
Show them you don't need a soul
Because you're independent
And independently can do it all.

This is for you K,
Kitty, KiKi, Karolynn.
Sexy mamasita,
To the haters, the violin.

Deadly hazard in the streets
Because you can make everyone turn and look.
With a magnificent stride and confident walk;
Everyone's perception, with your presence, you shook.

Yea, you know how to do it;
You know how to do it well.
You can do it better than the best in Greece
And everyone can tell.

One in a million, yes, it is true
And you are humble even when you show it.
Incomparable to any being,
Native or foreign to this moment.

You are the best, you are on top
Like a cherry or church on a Sunday.
Sweet like a banana split
And tasty like a parfait.

I guess that we can call you cunning,
Like cunnilingus on your favorite night;
Or simply so that, sweety, you are sweetened
And will not want to pick a fight.

The truth is, that you are,
Simply, loveable and loving.
Thank you for inspiring me to write
And don't thank me for this because you owe, me, nothing.

"Happy Orchids" (Yasmin 03)

Inspired by and dedicated to Yasmin J. Cruz.

You said you wanted orchids
When I brought you a rose.
So here I am again,
I have brought you those.

Pretty purple flowers
Worthy of your sight.
Pretty purple flowers
Moonlit in the night.

Imagine for a second
That it was you and I,
Just us on a mountain
Looking at the sky.

Looking at the moon,
Staring at the stars,
Listening to the breeze
Coming from afar.

Imagine we were entranced,
Intoxicated by the scent
Of a field full of orchids,
Would that make you content?

Tell me, would you be happy
In a cabin far away,
Without city lights, nor city noise
To bring beauty dismay?

Nature at its best
Has dared to create you.
So would you in a dream
Create something for it too?

Create your happy place
Within your happy thoughts.
Those thoughts in which your orchids
Are ignorant to the wars fought.

An Essay About Our Lust/Introduction, Body and Conclusion

It begins with an introduction
As I begin with your face.
I Caress the topic lightly
Leaving the details for the body to be laid.
As the thesis is developed
And the message is conveyed,
I introduce what needs support
From the paragraphs to be parlayed.

I lead you in by stimulating
You with every touch.
I explain my point
And guide you without rush.
I show you around sweet sensations
That are, secretly, only for us.
Do keep it all between you and I,
Do keep it from everyone, do hush.

With introduction, introduced
And a sample, sampled out;
I let myself go loose
And show you, what tonight is all about.
I start touching, yes, I start feeling;
Feeling you all over and around.
I am caressing every millimeter
On my way to your mound.

Barely touching you, my finger tips,
Linger over you, they hover.
Enticing your body to rise to the sensation
As your beautiful butterfly does flutter.
You try keeping the secretion, hidden deep inside,
But you fail for you can not lie, I know you well my lover.
I know you feel it, I feel it too and me it does consume.
This feeling felt by me and you; we really do love each other.

You are feeling flustered in a way
That you have never felt before.
I have done some things to make you smile
And I am willing to do more.
So do succumb to sweet emotions,
As I make you reminisce of our first kiss in the outdoors.
Do not ever, dear, forget
About our first, I do implore.

We devour each other with a passion
Yet to be felt by any one.
We reap sensations from each,
The crop gained when the harvesting is done.
We hunt together for bliss
With our bodies as our loaded guns
Fulfilling every desire
Until our lust has won.

The introduction introduced your face,
A beautiful sight, indeed.
A sample was given, the sample was liked
And our bodies did agree.
We lost ourselves with every touch
As the body was laid to feed
Our lust with every sensation ever invented
For a happy conclusion concluded by you and me.

"Bloom Blue Mist" (Sophia)

Inspired by and dedicated to Sophia.

Beautiful at a magnitude
Of ten to the tenth
Power of ten thousand men
Outstretching latitude and longitude.

You are precious,
You are unique
And your smile is so concrete
That it leaves everyone breathless.

You are an angel to us all
And we love you, yes we do.
We love to watch you grow and bloom,
Caryopteris, Blue Mist in Fall.

You are perfectly
Happy all of the time.
You are in tune with the magic of life.
You are our strawberry shortcake, always sweet.

You are beautiful at a magnitude
And so precious to us all.
You are our angel, our Blue Mist in Fall.
If we were Earth you'd be our latitude and longitude.

"Looking For A Miss"

Dedicated to Regina Texeira for being a friend and for patiently waiting for it.

I'm looking for a young miss,
With a velvet kiss,
Silky and completely
Arousing as can be.

I'm looking for a young miss,
One I can't resist,
One that does persist
And that makes me reminisce.

One that does remind
Of how love is so defined
As a symphony of heavenly
Composed compositions of our lives.

Will you be that miss,
Will you breathe a kiss
Velvet like and silkily
Inclined to create bliss.

Yea I'm looking for that miss
The one I have yet to find,
The one I write for. This
Is for you and your wonderful mind.

"Huracán De Amor" (Ginette)

Inspirado por y dedicado a Ginette Hidalgo.

Ella dijo:
"Quiero que me arrope un huracán de amor."
Yo le respondo con un abrazo
Directo a su corazón.

Un beso de sorpresa,
Plantado en la mejilla.
Un beso para que sepas
Que eres amada, linda.

Eres preciosamente hermosa,
Eres angelical,
También muy cariñosa,
Únicamente genial.

Genialmente coqueta,
Con sonrisa que enamora.
Sonrisa tan completa
Que a tu corazón controla.

Eres totalmente amada,
Que nunca se te olvide, bella.
Aquí tienes tu huracán de amor
Para tu corazón, estrella.

"One Word Or Two" (Crystal)

Inspired by and dedicated to Crystal Carrera.

You said to describe you in one word
Or two, but I've got plenty.
I could say that you are, in one word, (complete)
Or, in two, (intoxicatingly merry).

You're (beautifully tempting),
Sincerely that's the truth.
So when I say that I can write
"A million things about you,"

Believe it because I just did.
I can compose one thousand songs
In one thousand grains of sand and that's no fib.
A thousand grains of sands can be concatenated into glass, am I wrong?

So do believe what's written here.
What for you I, here, do write.
You are (amazingly amazing),
A (beautiful moon) that at night is (perfectly bright).

In one word or two you are (Simply be-musing) in the way (you mesmerize),
The way (you captivate) a (beautiful mind)
And are (astoundingly defined)
You are an (inspiring inspiration) to the sight seen by the eye.

"My Love, My Dear"

Inspired by and dedicated to L.Q.

Turn that frown
Up-side-down
Give me a smile
And I'll

Make sure you keep it.
Feel the warmth deeply,
Embedded in you uniquely.
For you are special and neatly

Aligned with facts
That support your acts
As being divine, leaving thought intact.
As all wrongs directed towards you are reverted back

You are left unharmed.
Whether or not they are armed
With sticks and stones do not be alarmed
For all wrong against you I'll prevent from being farmed.

In you no hate shall grow
For you will be protected from all crow
That may linger around you because I'll make them go
Away. Yes, away they will fly to return nevermore.

So do not fear,
For the coast is clear
And you may land here,
In my heart and remain near my love, my dear.

"For Your Embrace" (Soanny)

Inspired by and dedicated to Soanny Sanchez.

Inclined to a thought,
I decide to write
The second poem of the day
Because one did not suffice.

One problem manifests,
A big problem yes indeed
For I am not inspired
To write, no siree.

Then I see a picture,
One that, me, does blind.
A picture capturing your beauty
And it makes me want to write.

So beautiful, so sexy,
So wonderfully tempting
That you make this poet wonder
How he'll begin his own tormenting.

I tell my mind to think
Of one and a half million things
That I could put on paper
About this world to heaven link.

So when I look up to see the moon
And I only see your face,
With a smile I write this poem
For your beautiful mind to embrace.

"I Write Again" (Yasmin 02)

A second inspiration by and dedication to Yasmin J. Cruz.

If it's not love, nor lust
What does compel the mind to be
So adhered towards admiration,
So attentive to your being.

I've written once before
For your entertainment no less.
To you I write again, I ask myself why?
But I find no reason, I confess.

You said my words before
Were entertaining, but not of you.
You said to write again
And I thought it sort of rude.

Though here I am, I sit and write
A compilation of simple thoughts
For you to read, for you to find
In your mind all of its flaws.

So do dare ask and I may say
I'll write again for you to read.
I do not mind if you reply
Write again, but this time of me.

"On AIM With CuCa" (Leslie)

Inspired and dedicated to Leslie "CuCa" Vega.

Well, it's been some time
And I
Have been wondering if life
Has been treating you alright.

How have you been?
Dear friend from long ago,
How's everything with you?
I really want to know.

I was reminiscing on how we
Used to be
On AIM all day back in our teens
Speaking about the fun we would have when we meet.

We spoke of playing this fun game,
The one you used to play
When you lived here in NY and used to take the train
Back in the good old days.

This all started a few days ago
When I came across, in the grocery store,
A banana flavored Nesquick milk,
Your favorite flavor since years before

The dreadful worries of paying the bills.
Since before we lost the time we killed
Chatting away in front of the monitor that displayed
The images we exchanged back in the good old days.

I miss you Leslie
It's been a while, but you're still gently
Held in my heart as a friend
I hope this finds you well and a smile it lends.

"Let Them See" (Luisanny)

Inspired by and dedicated to my cousin Luisanny Ortiz.

Yea, that's right walk it out
Show them what you're all about.

Let them see and let them talk
Because they can't stand your walk.

They're just jealous, that's the truth
They can't stand that they can't be you.

That's why they lie and they do say
All of those words of anger and hate.

So do indeed be all you are
And let them see that they can't harm

You or your integrity.
They can not harm who they can't be.

"The Cleansed of hate" (Cenobia)

Inspired by and dedicated to Cenobia Carlantini.

Oh! Dear sweet and gentle,
Instrumental
Consequence of existential
And experimental
Circumstances so sequential
And fulfilling to human beings.

You're so sweet
And loved by he
Who is to see
Who you be
Hidden deep
Inside of thee.

I want to say
To you today
That I dedicate
These words that commemorate
You, the great
Cenobia, the cleansed of hate.

Marline

Inspired by and dedicated to Marline Rodriguez.

So sexy, so curvacious,
You infatuate the eye.
The sight of you is outstanding
And even before you speak your mind

You're amazing.
But whenever you do speak
The chit-chattering and click-clacking
Stops and everyone awaits to hear your voice silently.

You're loud
And over exalted at times
Which may be why before you are known
You are judged and wrongfully defined.

But don't stop being yourself
And don't take the time to believe
What they're saying, they're just hating
Because you, they can not be.

Emely

Inspired by and dedicated to Emely Reynoso.

With inspiration yet to come
I'm deep in thought when I see your face.
You carry a smile, a lovely smile,
One which in my mind has been engraved.

So just when I thought inspiration gone,
Inspiration returns as an image of you.
Therefore I write and form a bond
With pen and paper as a poem blooms.

The thought of you brings memories,
Dear memories of younger times.
Simpler times when we thought our twenties
Were too far off for us to climb.

But now we're here, we're twenty two;
"How does it feel?" I dare not ask.
For I do know and you'll be turning twenty three soon.
That's why with you I'll raise my flask.

Together we shall drink away all worries to come.
We, us and friends with whiskey in hand,
Palo viejo, coquito too; Bacardi and Brugal because we love rum.
We'll celebrate with Latino pride, we will stand out, we will out-stand.

"First Kiss" (Yasmin)

Inspired by and dedicated to Yasmin J. Cruz

She has a tremendous smile
With an attitude to match.
A curiosity as vast as the Nile
Like an itch that can't be scratched.

So when I refused to answer:
"How did it happen, your first kiss?"
She insisted until I gave in and had to
Say "It went like this... "

.....

Once upon a time,
Back in '99,
I met this concoction of pure beauty yet defined.

She was amazingly resounding whenever she spoke.
She demanded all attention and it was the same when she wrote.
She was amazing in my eyes and so one day I wrote her a note.

The note was simple,
It was folded so that when closed in the middle
There was a heart with a riddle.

I gave her the note thinking myself bold.
When she read it though, she responded with an answer I thought cold.
For it was not what I wanted nor expected, it was "NO!"

I turned away sad and gloomy because the girl that I liked
Had put on paper very simply that my request was denied.
So I walked over to my seat, silently with that thought in mind.

But right before I sat, on my shoulder I felt a hand.
It was hers she turned me around, she kissed me and then
She smiled and said "I was joking silly, of course I want to be your girlfriend."

.....

So that's the story,
That's my first kiss,
My day of glory,
My day of bliss.

"Appease Her Heart to be Complete" (Trang)

Inspired by and dedicated to Trang Son

Oh! Dear thoughts resounding in the mind
Do please convey what a lost soul need find
To be able to live on happily 'til eternity.
What must one do to feel worthy of her complexity?

She, who is armed with a milky coating for a skin
And a universe within the eyes that sweeten her soft grin,
Is too precious a being to be betrothed to anyone.
No, not just anyone can claim her his and then be done.

A free spirit, yes, indeed she does carry within the depths.
Together with a warm heart, full of love, centering her chest.
So one who dreams of being hers and of her being his
Must be able to withstand the venom of a serpent's kiss.

A serpent's kiss, Medusa's smile and the wrath of seven seas;
The four winds, a giant bee and a demon king one must appease.
Thereof, dear thoughts, as you may see the dilemma starts and ends
With her being the one that makes a lost soul complete.

"A Mother's Heart" (Helena)

Inspired by and dedicated to Helena Cabrera.

She said:  "This heart still beats a bit,

It has yet to go cold."

So she still hopes for a light to be lit

And a story be told.

She holds on tight to hope, therefore she'll sit

And wait for love to come home with the gold.

Although all of this goes on,

She doesn't fail to see

That she has got the greatest gift, a son,

One that makes her complete.

A being with more love than any foregone.

A being more special than any she'll meet.

So her heart grows warmer

With each beautiful sight

Of this gift that's been brighter

Than the stars' blinding light.

A gift that's her anchor to reality river.

The gift of a life that warms her heart day and night.

Denise

Inspired by and dedicated to my cousin Denise Ortiz-Valdez.

Your beauty in its essence,
In it's purest form, defined
Is thought to be a present
Given by the divine.

You are perfection that when sought
Can never be found
For those who seek even the thought
To the ground shall be bound.

You are complete, the jealous say,
And your flaws they fail to miss,
But the truth is that without flaws, nay,
Perfection can never exist.

So perfect-be and perfect-stay,
Stay perfectly unique like Greece,
Because the truth is as bright as day,
You are one of a kind, Denise.

Karolynn

Inspired by and dedicated to Karolynn Yanil Mejia.

"K" is for killer
Because your beauty is hazardous to life.
"A" is for amazing
Because your presence lights up the night.
"R" is for restricted
Because you're not for everyone.
"O" is for objective
Because what you want done gets done.
"L" is for literal
Because you mean what you say.
"Y" is for youthful
Because you live it up each day.
"N" is for nonchalant
Because you're not easily phased.
"N" again for natural
Because you were birthed not made.

You Rain on My Earth

I like the rain,
Indeed I do.
I like the gray
Sky without blue.

I like the moon,
No, not the sun.
I know I'm different
From everyone.

I keep dark secrets,
Everyone does.
I've never told you
All that I must.

I keep on thinking
That you and I
Can be together
This rainy night.

So that tonight
I may confess
This secret that's
Kept in my chest.

The secret is...
What I want to say
Is that I love you
More with each day.

I love you sweetly,
I love you completely,
Completely uniquely,
I love you dearly.

For this reason
The sun I hate,
I hate blue skies
And love rainy days.

As of you I'm reminded
With each gray sky,
The beauty of nature
At its prime.

The rain cleanses the earth
As you cleanse my heart,
Bringing purity with a unity
That can not be torn apart.

Born This Way

I want to dedicate this to anyone and everyone who has ever felt oppressed in any  way (be it because of your race, gender, gender preference, all of the above and/or more); this is for you!

"Born This Way"

By:  Edwin Calvo

I have a darker complexion,

It's real, not fake;

No need for tanning

For I was born this way.

I have a caramel color

That glistens in the sun

Whenever covered in the sweat

Of a labor day begun.

Like honey, all natural,

Sweet even; if you may

Taste my soul you'll find out

That I was born this way.

I did not ask to be this kind,

Gentle and comprehensive

Nor did I ask to be born

In a world, so apprehensive.

I struggle to know the reason why

Many seem to convey

A negativity towards the fact

That I was born this way.

They say that it's not natural,

They say it should not be,

They say I'll burn in hell,

But they don't even know me.

They call me names in a cruel way

To see me hurt inside,

To feel themselves superior

They engrave doubt in my mind.

I've had enough, it's just too much

And so today I want to say:

It's not my fault,

I was born this way!

Corazon En Mente

Estoy alborotado porque no estas a mi lado,
No estas en mis manos y por ti no soy abrazado.
Estoy bien triste porque hace tiempo que dijiste
"Te amo y decirte te quiero me revive."
Por eso amor querido el dolor
Por ti, como favor, lo desaparezco de tu corazón.
Para que nunca regrese ese martirio que tu sientes
Lo encerrare en mi mente en una jaula de serpientes.
Yo te amo, yo te quiero, yo te adoro amor mio
Por ti soportaría cualquier calor, cualquier frío.
A si que cuando oigas "TE AMO" de alguien que no sea yo
Preguntale sinceramente "Cuantas serpientes tiene tu corazón?"

She said to me...

Come close baby hold me in your arms please.
Let's cuddle up a bit and dream of being in Greece.
Let's go to Rome and back and on the way
Let me just say
That you're the best thing that has ever happened to this soul.
So don't go, please don't open that door;
I want you in my life,
Never out of sight
For, you, I do love, my king.

With You In Mind

I can't sleep,
I tried counting sheep,
But I can't seem to keep

The count.
I'm copping out;
I plead the fifth for if not I will shout.

Pout if you will,
I have yet to be able to keep still.
It's like time wants to be killed.

I have no control
I try to ignore
So I do implore

To be able to sleep.
Let my eyelids close please
As I need to be

Well rested for the morrow to come.
Come tomorrow I'll be tired and then some
If I don't manage to sleep and calm

My nerves
As they are indeed stirred
By the sight of your curves.

It's so stuck in my mind
So engraved that I
Can not sleep my good night.

So Awake I do stay
And although the end of today
Has come, to my dreams I must say

That I cannot oblige
With the promise that I
Would dream of an angel tonight.

Yes that angel is you,
Caterpillar in its cocoon
Be banana, I'll be baboon.

If, and only If, you do please
For you I'll get down on my knees,
With kisses I'll shower your feet

And then I'll say...

Will you marry me my queen?

For You, My Rhythm and Blues

"For You, My Rhythm and Blues"

By:  Edwin Calvo

First you lick it

Then you flick it

With your tongue,

Now kiss it.

Back away from her, let her miss it.

Tease her

Slowly let her lose herself then please her

But not before building a plot to the story.

Now tell her that you need her, 

Take her to glory.

Beamer, Benz or Bentley.

More like Nissan, Honda, Chevy

But it's not the car that matters

If you love her and can chatter

Up with her friends

Do not just pretend

You must understand

If you ever want to see her again.

Bullshit's

Flying quick

Now the floor is all slick

And slippery 

As the plot is thickening

Do stick it in

And let her feel

That the love is real.

Slow-

Show-

Her that you know-

How to control-

Yourself-

and how to pace

Yourself-

So that you may win the race-

Let her relate-

To you-

Dance to your Rhythm and Blues

Too-

Show her what you can do.

Show her you're not a joke

You're for real and you can smoke

Anyone who may stand a foe

Against her or against you for her love.

Show her there's nothing above

Everything else is below

She's number one for sure

Never for show

She's not just a trophy, although she's a trophy wife

There's no one like her or alike

There's no one out there that I like

There's only you

Now listen to my Rhythm and Blues

As you're the one I'm singing it to.

A Love Undreamed Of (Version 3)

"A Love Undreamed Of (Version 3)"
By:  Edwin Calvo, Michael Roa, Jennifer Calvo and Vincent Santos

She intoxicates the air
With a flare
That makes you not care
And so you stare

Deep into her eyes
As her beauty is your demise
And you know it's no surprise
That your falling makes her rise

Higher than the skies above.
She flies like a golden dove
Enslaving everyone in her love
A love that is undreamed of.

I see her and I'm left bare
So in her eyes I dare not stare
Therefore, instead, to make it fair
I think myself a beast, I think myself rare.

She thinks herself better than I.
Like the dove she is I let her fly.
I ignore my knowledge I ignore my pride
Because I know she's from a different tribe.

I feel trapped, but know I'm safe,
For her love has me enslaved.
I'm falling deeper, more lonely now
And simply she just walks away.

I try to end her alluring spell;
I try to run, I try to yell.
She knows I'm here, she knows me well;
I can't believe how deep I fell.

Sleep deprived, my thoughts unclear,
I stare bemused as she gets near.
I've fallen for her, in lust, in love,
In this, a love undreamed of.

A love sought by many
And given by one,
Offered by plenty,
Received by none.

There she flies,
Above the clouds in the skies.
Out of reach,
I feel helpless and weak

For I am bound to my feet
And from afar must feel her heat.
Her powers are godlike
And within me love ignites.

Yet here I stand and stare
Without a care
At a golden dove
That, with her wings, spreads winds of love.

A Love Undreamed Of (Version 2)

"A Love Undreamed Of (Version 2)"

By:  Edwin Calvo and Vincent Santos

She intoxicates the air

With a flare

That makes you not care

And so you stare

Deep into her eyes

As her beauty is your demise

And you know it's no surprise

That your falling makes her rise

Higher than the skies above.

She flies like a golden dove

Enslaving everyone in her love

A love that is undreamed of.

A love sought by many

And given by one,

Offered by plenty,

Received by none.

There she flies,

Above the clouds in the skies.

Out of reach,

I feel helpless and weak

For I am bound to my feet

And from afar must feel her heat.

Her powers are godlike

And within me love ignites.

Yet here I stand and stare

Without a care

At a golden dove

That, with her wings, spreads winds of love.

I Am I

Me, really? What must you know?
About myself? Well, I try to uphold
The self for myself I do not know,
Nor do I know where I will go.

I live quizzically, my life,
For i have yet to find my inner light.
That light which defines
Our truth and our might.

I question all for I have yet to understand
Myself, my thoughts and why I pretend.
I pretend, sometimes, that I comprehend
What goes on in my mind even though it is grand.

I try to see although I'm blind.
I use my sight but fail to find
Why it is that I am I,
Why it is that I'm alive.

So when you ask me to speak about me
I am left speechless and quizzically
I try, I do try to tell you, to tell we
Who I am, Who I be.

A Love Undreamed Of

She intoxicates the air
With a flare
That makes you not care
And so you stare

Deep into her eyes
As her beauty is your demise
And you know it's no surprise
That your falling makes her rise

Higher than the skies above
She flies like a golden dove
Enslaving everyone in her love
A love that is undreamed of.

My Soliloquy

I'll tell you a secret...
Can you keep it?
Only between us, neatly,
Almost completely
As if it were uniquely
Meant to be
Just for you and me.
You and I
Intertwined
In a lie
To the world
Because the truth
Is to be known only by you
And it is that I love thee,
But please
Keep it in between
You and me.
Here is, to you, my soliloquy,
My devotion, my love.

Choking on I Love You

I'm lost in thought, my mind is clouded,
I can't think clearly, myself I've doubted.
I can not come to a conclusion;
I feel worse than if I had a head contusion.
I'm tired of my "can't do this," and "why do that?"
I'm pessimistic, that's a fact.
I try but I can not do
Why can't I say it if it's true?
I've failed myself, yes, I failed you.
I've tried it all, now I conclude
I have to do not only try.
I have to say "I love you" tonight!

Exclusive Shout-Out

Exclusively for homies

I'm writing this to show thee

That you're always in my mind and heart

Even if we are apart.

Exclusively for JeJe, dear sister

You know that I do love you and I'll always be your mister

Help you out, Be right there

If you need me, I'm not going anywhere.

Exclusively for Vinny

Homie we beyond friendly

No blood relation needed

When you need me you will see me.

Exclusively for Abelito

Dear Primito

I know that I disappear

But you're more than a cousin your my bro make it clear.

Exclusively for White Boii

I know we don't speak much, specially when you're deployed

But you're another piece of the puzzle that makes up my heart

So I'm expecting us to be bros 'till death, 90 yr./old shopping at Walmart

Exclusively for MiNi ME

You thought I would forget you? Never will I forget thee.

NiNo You and I have a special bond

August 4^th It's going on all day long.

Exclusively for Papi Chulo

El duro, el fabulous como ninguno.

They already say we look alike

My little brother, bigger than life.

Exclusively for Cuero

Mr. hit that vodka straight

To the face

After the hangover I should be OK.

Exclusively for everyone

If you're not detailed don't be alarmed

Just let me know and I'll wave my magic wand

I'll write you in and list you as my smoking gun.

Exclusively dedicated to:

Jennifer Calvo, Vincent Santos Jr., Abel Ortiz Jr., Adrian R. Elias, Joseph Ortiz, Joel Ramirez, Michael Roa, All of my family, all of my friends.

Adoring Might

Living it a little more
Freely but I can't ignore
That with every second gone she is more-adored
And that's really the reason to why I implore.

I ask her to be a little bit
Less than a sweater that I have to knit,
Less complicated but I must admit
That sometimes I really miss her fits.

She's throwing tantrums to the left and right
I try to calmly calm her, I don't want to fight
So I lightly hug her and her neck I bite
I let her know that I love her with all of my might.

It's Over

OK, OK, it's true... I miss you
But although from the bottom of my heart I wish to kiss you
I will remain,
I will stay
And will say
That my suffering for you will end today.

OK, OK, it's true... I miss you
But the suffering has been too much
And even though I miss your touch
I will remain,
I will stay
And will say
That today I have found someone better
So I will return to you, never!

OK, OK, it's true... I miss you
I miss your scent
I miss your touching me to my heart's content
I miss the way u made me pitch a tent
But what I miss the most is cuddling with you anywhere we went.

OK, OK, it's true... I miss you
But what I don't miss
Is thinking about that kiss
Thinking about your lips
With his
And him
Caressing you with the lights so dim
That I could barely make out the sight of his balls on your chin.

So OK, it's true... I do fucking miss you
But, with that fucking thought in mind, how am I supposed to kiss you.
You can bend at your knees and beg
But that would just remind me that you're an easy tree to peck
Any wood pecker would agree with what I've said.

So stop, don't waste your time.
Your love for me is worth less than a dime
But don't cry
I won't be sleeping alone tonight
For I've found someone better.

So it's whatever
I'll be alright
Little miss I can be with more than one guy at a time.
It's over!
I'm not a domesticated wolf, I know you wish I would,  but I won't rollover.

Happy Father's Day!

This is for the fathers in the U.S.
I confess
That I have been a  bad spawn at times,
But I digress.

From the center of my chest
I want to say
Hip hip hurray
For the good fathers of today.

For there are dead beat dads
Someone should beat them bad
For Someone that can't, for their child, stand
Can not be called a man.

HAPPY FATHER'S DAY!

Together-Happily

Take an Ambien with me,
Yea, let's fall asleep;
'Till tomorrow in deep
Slumber we will be.

Keep it between us,
Maybe we should just
Keep it in the clutch
And stay in gear because

We don't want to fly.
We just want to ride the tide,
So, we should just down-lie
And spend it together, just you and I.

Simply you and me;
Yea, we should be
Congruently adjoined,
Inspirationally complete.

Completely in conjunction.
Aside, do keep, assumptions
As there's nothing to assume,
It is just me and you.

I'll put myself first
If it indeed may work,
But, only if you'd like
For you're always first in my heart, in my mind.

So firstly, foremost
You and I, let us toast
To ourselves
For when together-put, we need not wealth.

We need only other-each;
Only our love will be
What, us, indeed does keep
Together-happily.

Random Rhyme Pt.2

Single,
Free to mingle...
Again with the same shit - Pringles...
I've been a bit confound
Running around town
Talking about
Stupid shit
Like, just one chick
But I can't quit,
The brotherhood awaits
I must stay
As my brother has spoken me to be, GREAT!
Any way, let's leave it for another day, back to the babbling
About how I was stabbing
At myself to see if I can bleed while standing
But apparently, I can
Whether I sit or stand
I can not pretend
That I wont bleed
And since it is me
I will say, please
Don't listen to me when I say
That it is not okay
Because when tomorrow comes at the end of today
It's L.O.L. All over
Sort of got the controller
Back with my composure
I think I can compose a symphony
And proud of it be
For I've written this for no one else but me.
So let us be merry
Like Mike and Mary
Or Dick and Harry,
If you're gay,
But again anyway,
That's all folks, ENJOY YOUR DAY!

Her Stay

I touch every part of her body
Like a Maserati,
Racing,
Quick pacing,
'cause I love to be complacent

With her wishes
Now I'm filling her with kisses
All over,
A bit closer
As I bite her lip I go lower.

Can you blame me?
She drives me crazy
And maybe, I may
Just say, baby stay
And sleep over today.

Oh! Awesome conversation,
Not of words, no, but of actions
Sweet reactions that make body and mind
With the soul Intertwine
As we dissolve into each other and while fighting sleep I...

With a kiss I am to wake
Dozing off was a mistake
But inevitable in any way,
Shape or form so it's okay
Because with a snuggle near the ear you say...

“...Baby I enjoyed my stay.”

I Hate Thee, Poetry.

I hate thee, poetry.
I hate the time I can not keep
From passing by when I'm with thee.
Oh do I hate thee, poetry.

I hate thee, poetry.
Your smile alone does me wrong
For when you smile you swallow whole
My heart for I try to hate, but I do love... NO! I hate thee, poetry.

I hate thee, poetry.
I hate the fact that I can not wait
For you to come back and act as my mate
But either way I still do hate, Oh I do hate thee, poetry.

I hate thee, poetry.
I hate thee, oh that is true.
From the bottom of my heart I may love you,
But when you're gone oh, I do hate; Oh yes, I hate thee, poetry.

I hate thee, poetry.
Confusing thoughts do fill my mind
Oh if I could I would freeze time
So that you may stay and I may hate, our eternity oh, poetry.

I hate thee, poetry.
I hate that I miss your scent
I hate that when you're here, I am content.
I hate that I hate but still do love; Oh I do hate thee, poetry.

Sexy Little Vixen

Sexy little vixen,

Foxy when you're with me

You make me feel these things

You make me want to cling.

Sexy little vixen,

You make me want to cling

When you make me feel these things

'Cause you're so Foxy when you're with me.

Sexy little vixen,

You make me feel these things

Oh! Foxy when you're with me

You make me want to cling.

Sexy little vixen,

Oh! Foxy little thing

When you're with me, oh I cling

To your body, getting closer every minute.

Sexy little vixen,

Call me clingy if you like

But when I'm with you my dear dime

I make it clear to all that you are my

Sexy little vixen,

Oh so Foxy when you're with me

I know you get the point but, you make me feel these things

Oh yes you make me want to cling

My dear,

Sexy little vixen.

The Essence of Bliss

To whom it may concern,

This shit is dire, I feel inspired and yet confound by the fact that we as human beings could never be eternally happy. That is why you and I, let us say we, could try but will fail inevitably. We seek to be unique when in truth we are just like the next, I am like you. It is true that simple thoughts of a blissful forever do cross all of our minds, but it is also true that bliss is to not be wanted or wished for; instead bliss should be created with a simple act. That act which most of us could never embrace. This act remains that of letting go of our wants and subjecting ourselves to fate. Instead of wishing to advance in science we should let go and live in caves. This being simply because the more knowledge we cradle the more we crave. In essence, the more we seek bliss the further away from it we go; as bliss is, not the wondering of what could be but, the embracing of what we have.

Truly Yours,

E.C.

Random Rhyme

Single,
Free to mingle,
Leave my nuts to jingle
Like bells In Belle's mouth
Like pringles if left on the couch
Crushed as they can not vouch
For themselves
Like a drunk in a well
Puking out, feeling the burn of hell
In their tummies
Call your mommy
If it's not too late honey
Taste in my mouth now
So how about
We kiss and tell how
We were like
Two happy dykes
Loving each, holding tight
Because like a lesbian
I lick between your thighs again
And again as we pretend
This will never end today
So hip hip hurray
We won, isn't it great
The way we do it
True it
Is a bit shrewd but we
Need to be
A little calmly
Collected
Not affected
By the present
So presently
Maybe we
Can be
Very merry
Like Mike and Mary
Or Dick and Harry,
If you're gay,
But anyway
That's all folks, enjoy your day.

Shit Faced

Shit faced
I left without a trace;
I did not find myself till eight.
I was gone in a daze,
Cold like a dead case.
Made are no actions just reactions
As my mind tries to simplify
Everything as it is all amplified
By the fact that I am still drunk from last night.

WE Go

Here WE go...

Lost in conversation
On the topic,
Yea the inspiration,
Being toxic,
Oh so agnostic
Their thoughts towards the divinity
Of our love, our infinity.

Here WE go...

With our flow
Burning slow,
As WE show
The world how WE roll,
WE let them know
That WE are for sure;
WE are WE forever more.

Here WE go...

How can I state-
This? Let me make-
It clear
My dear
WE are WE
Oh baby!
I'm with you, you're with me.

Here WE go...

Let's just stay...
Let them say...
Let's just play...
Let them hate...
Let's just gaze...
As they jealously
Remain, ever after, unhappily...

As WE go!

Someone... Make-Me-Smile...

Someone... make-me-smile...

She says
As she stands up and begs
The world for the reasons
To the why? The because, of the season's
Gloomy and sentimentally depressing melody,
Is to be known by all for all have grown to suffer this great tragedy.

Someone... make-me-smile...

She keeps on saying aloud
To no one in particular, but in hope that the sound
Would in it self create distraction
In the mind strong enough to prevent any drastic action.
Drastic actions that just depress
As they do indeed deepen the wound at the center of her chest.

Someone... make-me-smile...

So sad the sound and the sight
Of this beautiful soul as it's love loses might.
For she did hope and she now bleeds
She did give, but now she needs
Happy thoughts, oh happy thoughts
As every-things  are turned to naughts.

Someone... make-me-smile...

So she goes on until she falls asleep;
Full of tears she slumbers deep.
Happy thoughts she tries keeping in mind,
But all for naught as the sun does not shine.
Today, again, a cloudy day;
A misty December hoping for a May.

 In her sleep we hear her say
Someone... make-me-smile... today.

Tell Me Something

Tell me something...
Should I 'cause I would...
Maybe I could,
But that is nothing.

Let me know...
Would you, if you knew
How to, if you had a clue,
Stop the actions that make my reactions the want to go.

Seriously,
Could we remain,
Could we contain
Ourselves so that we can be together happily?

Magically enthused
By the way you make me feel.
Unfortunately your truth is no longer real,
So how can we in happiness conclude?