I guess I'm rusty
And a bit touchy
About this feeling
That I get
When fingertips
And keyboard touching
Free the rhythm in my head.

I guess I'm lucky
And it is lovely
How everyone
Indeed enjoys
My words combined
As I imagined
I would creatively deploy.

I guess it's simply
Just to completely
Liberate the mind
From sour thoughts
That I do write my poetry
Just for myself, although I share
With everyone so it can't be lost.

I have never met anyone like you before.
You're simple yet complicated,
Loving, but oh, so hated
Because you break necks as soon as you walk trough the door.

Let me stroll through the City of Your Thoughts.
In the State of Your Mind
Let me search and rescue what no other man has been able to find.
Make me the Mayor and I will ensure you that all nightmares will be fought.

I'll buy you the mansion on 4 Your Dreams Street,
Rename Nightmare Avenue to Avenue Of Love,
And if that isn't enough,
I'll have every road covered with red carpet when you walk around so you won't dirty your feet.

I have never met anyone like you before.
You're really, not at all complicated.
It really doesn't matter that by many you are hated
Because I have loved you since I saw you walk through the door.

Constant cravings carving slowly
Sweet delicious memories of mornings
With you that now make me feel lonely.

When the sun rises and I do too,
In my mind I do see you,
But with my eyes I see the truth.

You're not here, you're too far.
You left me bare in the cold, in the dark,
With this beaten, battered heart.

Call me crazy, but yes, I still want you.
I want a second chance, oh my dear muse,
I want to kiss you again under the moon.

Remember

Do you remember last December?
Do you remember how our hearts
Were filled with an enchanting ember
That made us promise that we would never part?

Do you remember...?
Do you remember the laughs and smiles?
Do you remember...?
Do you remember our conversations?
Do you remember...?
Do you remember which ten digits to dial?
Do you remember...?
Do you remember how our love had no limitations?

I remember...
I remember that December.
I remember...
I remember the excitement that I felt when I bought you those flowers...
I remember...
I remember our time together...
I remember...
I remember how we could spend every night talking on the phone for hours...

I will never forget
And no matter what I say, no, I do not regret
Meeting you and with you making memories,
Giving you my heart to say the least,
Or even hurting like this
Because even though it's been so long, you're the one I still love and miss and want to kiss.
You're still my bliss and...

...I remember...
...I will always remember!

Caramel covered chocolate,
Choco-cocoa covered lips.
Throw in a little peanut butter
And blow me a kiss.

No one can lay a finger
On our butter finger loving.
Always together for the better
Kissing, touching, you know, cuffing.

I'll show you a new world,
We'll go further than the stars.
We'll land on other moons,
Or on planets way too far.

I'll do what I can do
So we remain just like we be.
I'll always say the truth,
You'll see, I'll make you happy.

So when the sun comes up
And the moon has gone to sleep,
I'll be waking up to you
And you'll be waking up to me.

I want to see your face
Light up the room with your smile.
This is exactly why I know
We'll be together for a while.

We can remain a one,
Although one plus one is two.
I'll change the laws of math
And I'll do it just for you.

I'm stuck on stupid,
Stupid's stuck on useless
Thoughts, diluting
The essence of your presents
Because your presence
Has been replaced by your absence.

Absent minded I
Now hate the fact that flight
Is an impossibility

Because if possible than we
Would not have to worry
About when, again, we can meet.

I would fly to you
And follow through
With the promise that persists
To this day, that I would live
To one more time, with you, share a kiss.
Nothing is worth anything if there is no risk.

Love is but a word

It has taken me some time to realize that one thousand years to live alone, is not worth even one dime. I have chosen to redefine my truth, as these findings can not and will not be ignored. You have become dear to my heart and to my soul no less precious than my own life. You are my morning dew; I am the grass that glistens as the sun rises to take its place in the sky. You are the sun itself, at times shining so brightly over land and sea helping both trees and seaweed photosynthesize.

I have been careful before to not fall victim to this trap but, with you, careless is an understatement to say the least about how easy it has been to fall into...

L - Letters in your mail box to keep it old school...
O - Open my journal to any page and read about you...
V - Victory is only sweet when you don't let me win...
E - Explaining my flaws because my layers have been thick over the years but, for you, I'm making them thin.

...LOVE.

What a mystery, the thoughts within your mind are, and how rewarding it has been to read... (every expression on your face, every gesture that you make, every emotion, how to trigger every reaction from sweet to bitter.) ...the wrinkles on your brain.

I don't think you really know, because I don't think that I have told you, about how I feel. To me it is real...

L - Learning the history of how you came to be...
O - Over explaining your disappointments to me...
V - Validating that you are truly unique...
E - Expecting me to run away from you because you think you are not complete.

...LOVE.

Your insecurities are cute, baby. Laugh out loud, but it is true, lady. The truth, in fact, is really that I'm insecure too and maybe even more than you. Your sexy walk can captivate, your kisses infiltrate the senses, and your eyes can bedazzle a man to the point of being senseless. Your hair flowing freely sends your scents flying in the wind and they're carried to my nose as I breathe. Inhaling itself is ecstatic whenever I'm around you. It is pointless to ask me if I like you because my drug you are and with this love, not having you would be having a bullet but no rifle.

Love is but a word.
One word used often in a common phrase...
One word to bring a man to his knees...
One word to make a woman weep joyfully...
One word to defeat hate...
One word between you and me...
Love is but a word... a word we all need.

Until my heart gives way, I love you.

Winter nights are spent dreaming of a summer breeze
that may bring your scent and my nose to meet.
The taste of your honey colored skin lingers, still
in my memory. I don't think I ever will
forget your velvet touch.
Your absence has proven itself too much
for me to handle. The thought indeed does strangle
my fragile mind like a noose around my neck as my body dangles.
Midnight dreams torment the mind
as dreams of you are turned to nightmares when, you, I can not find.
Running has become my reaction
as catching up is my life's purpose because my retraction
from "I love you" has seized to be an option.
I love too deeply now to move with caution
and chase is all I can do
Until my heart gives way and lets go of you.

It Kills Me

Just the remembrance of you and the old times.
The reminiscing of the you and I,
The we that we let go,
And the cuddling in the cold;

That just kills me...

Every thought that leads to you
Is every thought that's going through
My every cell inside my brain. It's true,
The thought of you brings pain, but from reach you stand aloof

And that just kills me...

It's that your touch, the feel of your skin
I miss enough to say that, without it, my life is grim.
I need, oh I do need! The sight of your silhouette when, the lights, I dim.
I need, oh I do need! A "To be continued..." to our story instead of "FIN!"

That just killed me.

In the after life, I wish, we will not meet.
I do not want to greet
A new chance with an old defeat
Because I couldn't die again and this grief,

It wouldn't kill me.

The Good Boy And The Stranger

Yes, I'm a good boy, I'll tuck you in and lay next to you to cuddle.
Don't be fooled, like Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, I'll switch on you and go, from slow, to full throttle.
I can hold you tight all night and keep you warm.
I can also make you sweat and scream, yes, I want to hear you moan.
I'll fill you with kisses from your head to your toes.
Or I'll just nibble on your nipple while my fingers probe your holes.

You will live the sweet delight an angel enjoys every single day.
That doesn't mean that I won't bite or tie you up so that you won't run away.
I'll whisper in your ear a new sonnet every morn.
I'll tease you until the pleasure has you wailing like a new born.
Baby, I am all yours, I just want you to be happy.
Lady, you are mine, when I'm around you call me daddy.

From the day I met you I have lived to breathe your air.
From the day I met you I knew I would bend you over and pull you by your hair.
Oh, dear, sweet angel with a pleasant smile to greet.
Oh, you nasty little freak, you just love to wet the bed sheets.
Come a bit closer while we're walking, so that we may hold hands.
Come a bit closer while we're face to face on the train, and play with yourself as we stand.

Truthfully my love, I adore the land you walk.
Truthfully today I don't want to hear you talk.
Your angelic voice sings the song played by the seas.
Don't even say my name, today we fuck and then you leave.
I want to spend eternity bound to you.
Don't believe what I just said, I just lied, it's not true.

I find myself fighting foully with foul thoughts.
At times I scream inside for my true voice is not found when sought.
It is you only my dear who can bring out my true nature.
I love you it is true, but I'm a freak, I love role playing as the stranger.
Yes, I'm a good boy and you know and love that fact.
You also love it when i go wild and there's nothing wrong with that.

Red light, green light, one, two, three...

Inspired by and dedicated to Jasmine Chanel Parker.

Red light, green light, one, two, three...
The feelings I feel for you are concrete.
If when you and I are alone, one listens carefully,
One can hear clearly that our hearts do speak.

Let us eavesdrop on our hearts and hear what they say.
They speak of enjoying a picnic in May.
They want a Sunday afternoon in a mountain, far away.
Distant from the city and the "day to day."

My muse, in awe I stare at you for one simple reason.
To say that my feelings are not true, would truly be treason.
You and I are Vivaldi and our love, his "Four Seasons."
When we are together, there are none other more gleesome.

Falling In Love

Inspired by and dedicated to Jasmine Chanel Parker.

Whenever the air is cool, because of a winter breeze,
I think about the wet kiss we shared before we fell asleep.
The moon was out, your eyes did shine
More than a day time sun that is ever so bright.

The sun is bright, it shines on me
And the only thought in my mind is being with thee.
I remember how your eyes do shine even in the darkest of nights.
I remember how when I'm down a wet kiss from you, inspires, in me, flight.

The moon is out, it is midnight again
And I cannot hide that I miss you, my friend.
You are to me my blanket whenever I'm cold
And when I am afraid, you are the teddy I hold.

Your eyes shine like stars in the sky,
Guiding the lost away from the lies.
Exposing the truth, the one we all seek.
Guiding us all away from the bleak.

The kiss was wet, the first one we shared.
I enjoyed everything as the scent from your hair
Did ever so cleverly mesmerize my all.
Indeed, deeply and blindly, completely in love with you I did fall.

All I Want To Do Is Write

Inspired by fellow poet Roberto Poeta Quintero's poem "All I want to do, is read."

All I want to do is write

With my pen on your paper skin.

Skin so delicately fit for prime,

Genuine, one of a kind ink.

All I want to do is write

All day under a sunny Sunday;

Under a beautiful blue sky,

The story of a young runaway.

All I want to do is write!

All I want to do is touch your silk

Like velvety external organ which fights

Off, and protects you from, the world's filth.

All I want to do is write

And cuddle closely with my muse

As a song of motions plays through the night;

Our bodies –the instruments– creating the tune.

All I want to do is write

The anthem to our every memory,

The declaration of my love, my life,

The work of my eternity.

Beating In Sync

I can feel your heart beat-beat,

Beating at your chest

Trying to emerge from it.

It screams with it's thumps,

It says, it wants more, this isn't enough.

It wants to be closer to mine,

It wants us to merge, to intertwine.

I can feel your heart beat-beat,

Beating, yes, it's screaming.

It can't stand the day to day dealing

With being far away from its mate.

I doubt it's hard to believe that mines is feeling the same.

They need each other, close,

Beating in sync forevermore.

Attention All Poets!

I'm calling out to all of my poet friends,
Let's not pretend that in the end
It's not all poetry. Do comprehend

That music, today, poetry, does need.
So as we be poets, see,
We are obliged to greet

The call with open arms
And write so that everyone we may charm
Out of the hypocrisy of this Animal Farm.

Poets UNITE!!!

A Sun and Moon Coalition

Inspired by and dedicated to Jasmine Chanel Parker.

The moon's light is shining on a river bank in the east.
While here in the west the sun shines to complete
A coalition like none other, one no being has ever seen.
A lovely dance between partners whose love is more than serene.

Radiant Personality

Inspired by and dedicated to Yahaira Perez.

Radiant enough to extirpate the darkness within my soul.
Beautiful beyond belief and capable of exiting the dull.
You remind me of morning dew, settling with a sun rise,
Atop a mountain as the night meets its demise.

Accursed be he whom does try to damage thee,
For the wrath of the earth, the heavens, and that of the seas,
Shall bring forth turmoil to the path he walks
And damnation to the dreams he stalks.

Falling prey of your warmth is an easy task.
It is easy to be drawn to your smile, your laugh,
Your class and your every bit of attitude.
Even though, at times, it may seem a little rude.

It is cute, sexy, All of that and a little more.
Just keep on adding to it; there's no need to withhold
Anything about your personality,
Be extravagant, and do stand out as you outstand with creativity.

Walking On A Dream

Inspired by and dedicated to Henny Cakes.

Walking on a dream,
Floating on a cloud of fantasies.
It seems that the seams
Separating the fabric of reality
From the fiction in our minds
Has vanished with the hands of time.

Walking on a dream...
Father time... deceased.
Fantasies making truth and fact obsolete.
What do we see?
Nothing but chaos! A nightmare,
Not a dream any more... we're scared.

Walking on a dream...
A nightmare manifests with keen
Distortion of the senses that now greet
Discomfort and welcome sorrow to the scene.
The sight of light brings hope
And gives us the strength to cope.

Walking on a dream...
We're still walking, yes, indeed.
That light gave us the will power to believe
That, not all is bad, there is still good to meet.
The nightmare subsides,
But there's still darkness to walk before we reach the light.

Walking on a dream...
There's nothing in sight so we
Continue our journey down the invisible path that leads
Us to the light we need.
A door is reached and opened at a slow pace.
We gaze at the sight, the one we so craved.

Walking on a dream...
Paradise we have reached.
Father time greets us with a loud sound... [BEEP!]
Again the sound... [BEEP!]... [BEEP!]... back to reality.
Our slumber subsides, in paradise the earth quakes.
Our eyes open, we look at the clock, turn off the alarm; we are awake.

Draft 08/28/2011

A little something to warm up my writing skills... Don't want them to get rusty lol... It's been a while, let me know what you think...

I'm done trying to get to know you,

Because it's clear that you don't want to know me.

I'm done going out of my way and trying to do

Anything to satisfy your greed.

It's clear that you don't get it and I'm your special Ed,

But I'm done with your stupidity, I'm sick of filling your hollow head

With information that you always choose to ignore.

I'm simply tired of being there at your fucking beck and call.

It's all good... Don't worry... I'm better off alone.

I'm better off without you chewing on me like a bone.

You selfish bitch, you never thought of me.

What about what I wanted, what about my fucking dreams.

You never really cared, my thoughts were, to you, all shit.

All you really cared about was what I could do for you or what it is that I could give.

But fuck it, now it's all over, I'm done with it, done with you being my owner.

I'm a lone wolf now, yes, a lone soldier. I'm turning my back on you [brr] cold shoulder.

Switching Roles

Ripping thought from mind

With the hands of time

As I unsuccessfully do try

To keep us together while my motion is denied.

I requested from you

That, for a second, you choose

To try to work it out between us two,

But instead, tell me, what did you do?

You grab your keys and leave

Me to heave,

As I now cannot breathe.

Tell me, what am I to believe?

What am I to think

If every time you answer a question, you uncontrollably blink.

You take me to the brink

Of sanity as I cannot stand your smell, you stink!

You leave from home smelling like a flower

And when you come back you hurry to the shower.

I smell your clothes; cigar smoke narrows

My focus and makes me want to strangle you with a towel.

Tell me, honey, is it your boss.

Is it that co-worker "mister floss

Even if he didn't eat, simply just because?"

Or is it a "client" my dear whom does dare keep you from us?