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?

My Favorite Beer

This sounds kind of silly,
Pero linda, I tend to miss you.
Cada ves que tu te vas,
Baby I continue
To sentir mi lips
Con finger tips
Que hace poco yo tenia on your hips.

Querida no te asombres
Because te escribo este poema.
Porque la verdad is that
In este tema
Soy el mejor, the best I am
Y no creo that there are letras
That combinar or inventar I pueda.

Te escribo en dos lenguages
Because one no es suficiente.
No alcansan las palabras
To tell you what I have en mente.
Por eso amor, I tell you that
I want to be your pretendiente,
Porque you are la mejor, my favorite beer, Presidente.

Never Sick Of You

Braking barriers,
Making sparks fly,
I'm making love to you
All night.
To put it simply,
Baby, you and I
Can do this quickly,
Or we could take our time.

We can make it special
And specially for us.
It is intentional,
Our indulgence in lust.
We can immerse ourselves
In each other's touch
And live happily together.
We can never have too much.

"I'm getting sick of you!"
That, you will never hear.
I'm speaking from my heart,
So let me make this clear.
You and I, we, no! We can never be
Nothing less than dear
To each other.
I will always be sincere.

To you, dear, I will never
Lie.
I will never be clever and
Try
To confuse your thoughts so that I may
Fly
Solo into unfamiliar
Thighs.

The thought of you
Sometimes keeps me awake.
It excites me just to know
That you are whom I date.
Don't worry about anyone else
It doesn't matter what they may say.
You and I, we are all that matters;
It's because they can not have us, that they always hate.

X + I = Happy

Double dimples showing,
Damn I love that smile.
It hurts me just knowing
That I've been waiting for a while
To spark up a conversation
And to no avail.
I have taken too much time
And now in my mail...

...Box I find an invitation.
One with a pink bow
On it as decoration.
It smells of lavender, oh!
What a penetration!
In my heart I feel a dagger
Abrade a new abrasion.
As I find that my equation...

...Is an inequality after all,
I brake down, fall to the ground
And feel my brain stall.
I can not stand the sound
Of birds chirping atop of trees as tall
As can be found
So from the ground
To the nest I throw a tennis ball.

I'm saddened now, but I do know
That, happy for you, I should be.
The problem is that I'm miserably
Wondering why he
Had to be quick to act, in fact just that,
Sincerely makes me weep.
I had a chance I failed to take because I failed to see
That without you as variable "X," (X) plus (I) does not equal (Happy).

('m stck n dnl5)

My motion sensors tell me
There is someone nearing my heart.
The thermal optics are sensing
Your warmth from afar.
The cameras already noticed
You planning your intrusion,
But my electrical fence shocked you away
And gave you a contusion.

My firewalls won't let you in,
I have too many active.
You can try brute forcing your way through it,
But my IDS is never passive.
It already let me know
And by attempt number four
I had changed my passwords
And double locked all of my back doors.

I know that I am lonely
And do know that I do need you.
To put it simply the truth is
That true love is what I need to
Put my head and heart into
But I simply cannot let myself trust
That is why all I care of is lust;
I'm afraid of having you close enough to combust.

You are a terrorist,
You terrify me with your eyes.
A simple look from you to me
Carries with it my demise.
You don't have to do anything
Having you in sight does suffice
To bring me to my knees
And make my eyes watery enough for me to cry.

Indeed I know I'm broken
And you're the missing piece.
I need you to re-engineer me,
Like they did to Rome and Greece.
Carefully re-construct me and my faith,
Because I did lose everything the day I fell from Grace.
She did a number on me, she destroyed my every hope.
That's why today I beg you to re-plant my heart and fertilize its growth.

Before you can do anything,
Before you can re-format and re-compile,
You must decrypt me, GPG style.
The key is "(I'm stuck in denial),"
Just add the number 'five,'
Subtract the 'six' vowels ('m stck n dnl5)
And you should get my hard drive disk to open,
You may now read all of my files.

A Poem For You, Not For Me

This poem is for you, not for me.
Because every other poem I have written has been selfishly
Concatenated for my eyes to see,
For myself to read.
Because every other poem I have written has been keen,
Quick to produce feelings that are incomplete.
Feelings that would make any female want more from me.
You see, I have been selfish indeed.
I have let greed coat my brain and leave
My thoughts soiled with lust when love is what my heart needs.
You see, I have been selfish indeed.
I have written for no one else but me.
So now I breathe heavily
As I try to readily
Complete a poem for you, not me.
A poem that would make every other one, I have written, obsolete.
A poem for you not for me,
Yes, indeed. Yes, I believe
That this poem is to be perfectly unique.
One for history
Books, one for your eyes to see,
One for you to read.
A poem to make my pen bleed,
For nowadays I must say that I, myself, me...
I have seized
To write on paper with pen and have chosen to miserably
Trust the keyboard on my computer or the one on my G2 as I wait for the G3.
I am spoiled by technology.
I have been selfishly indulging in the new philosophy
Of not caring about anything except fulfilling a demon's dream.
The philosophy of forgetting why I write and focusing on sharing my cream
With every woman I see.
It didn't matter if she was special or not, it didn't matter to me.
I just wanted to get into her mind, her heart, her body and then leave.
I just wanted to be fulfilled sexually.
I hope it's not too late for me.
I hope that I can change so that we
Can be a we as I, myself do want you, yourself to be
Happily conjunct, concrete and complete.
I hope that you could find it in your heart to let me be with thee.
I hope that you can see, that this poem has been written for you not for me.
Nor has it been written for the satisfaction of my selfish being.
It has not been written to fulfill a demon's dream.
No, siree. I bereaved myself of such fiends.
This poem has the soul purpose of showing you and me
That I am new and newly
I have been able to leave greed.
I have been saved, I am no longer a slave of me,
I'm not a slave of society.
For now I just want to be the one that writes poetry for you and not for me.

Ignoring Truth And Fact

Ignoring truth and fact,
I rather lie and act
As the character that I am assigned
In this play that we call life.

Ignoring truth and fact,
I rather be a rat
Than a frog you try to kiss
To transform me into a prince.

Ignoring truth and fact,
It is simple, the truth is that
I really do detest
Your person at its best.

When You're Around

A ray of sunshine
Sneaks in through a tiny crack.
It sneaks in through the curtains
That make my room pitch black.

I spend most of my time
Inside and alone.
So when I see sun light
I kind of miss the cold,

Dark loneliness.
Except when you're around.
You have a way of turning
A frown up-side-down.

That is why you are loved.
That is why you are called a friend.
You don't have to do anything,
With you I wont pretend.

When you're around
I wont look down
So that the fear
Of falling to the ground

Wont manifest itself.
I will look up
And look fear in the eye
Because with you I am a wolf, I am no pup.

No Doubt

There's no doubt that she's a character,
Because of it many are after her.
Disaster her
They want, but can't
And they just can't comprehend,
Why whenever she falls, she manages to stand.

There's no doubt that she's a character
Full of life.
Her might, her strength
There's not one soul that can pretend
That her beauty can't,
Anyone it catches, at the knees make bend.

There's no doubt that she's a character,
But is there doubt inside of her?
I want to know if she concurs
To the theory within my mind.
The theory of there being a story behind her eyes,
A truth that damages her from deep inside.

There's no doubt that she's a character,
But does she know that, because of her,
I cry when she's saddened and I die.
When ever she's in need I fly
To her so she may feel safe.
Any time she needs me, I'm never late.

There's no doubt that she's a character,
No, there's no doubt that she could master
My heart.
I bet she could make me stay and not be apart
From her, from her body or from her intellect.
I bet she could make me complete, with her I'd be perfect.

"Lioness, You Are Loved" (Yasmin 04)

Inspired by and dedicated to Yasmin J. Cruz.

Inspired, she speaks of loneliness
And yes,
Of lonely nights.
I wonder if she knows
About this, out of control,
Feeling that I fight.

She speaks of broken hearts,
Hearts stabbed by Cupid’s darts.
Hearts crippled to a halt
By the pain never
Ignored by the clever,
The pain of fish in salt.

She seems to me
To be
Stronger than she thinks.
She seems to me so beautiful
And truthfully, just to be truthful,
She takes me to the brink.

With just her simple smile
A soul so vile
Would seize to rot.
She conjures up pure purity,
A kindness that creates unity
With even the antagonists within her plot.

Such a being, with such a mind,
With such wonders behind
Her beautiful eyes.
Such perfection,
As if an infection,
She fills the heart with a love that never dies.

A queen, she is
The mother of bliss,
Giving birth to nothing but good.
A lioness,
When being oppressed,
She growls and bites to make herself understood.

She's kind,
I find,
She's also strong.
She's loving, loved
And held highest above
All else by those whom, to her, would never do wrong.

She is precious, indeed,
She is selfless and greed,
To her, is something unknown.
Her soothing embrace,
The sight of her face,
The warmth of her soul, they cannot be outgrown.

"Sonrisa" (Alysha)

Inspirado por y dedicado a Alysha Marte Flores.

Una sonrisa tan caliente
Como la tuya es suficiente
Para derretir el hielo que queda al rededor
De este frió corazón.

Ese amor tan sincero,
Esa personalidad que mantiene ligero
Este peso que yo siento sobre mis hombros,
Querida, me pone tonto.

Tu ser, tu amistad, tu querer.
Estas son las cosas que cualquiera quisiera tener.
Eres única y únicamente tan perfecta,
Tu presencia es lo que a todos nos completa.

Madre, esposa, amiga.
Eres la inspiración que mantiene viva mi armonía.
Siempre inspiras algo bueno nunca algo malo.
Eres ángel, eres flor, eres el aire que respiramos.

Contemplating Confusion

...And now this feeling. To think that I, who am but a single rain drop in the desert sun, could live eternally inside a cave of ice. Though ice does come from water, when applied the correct temperature has been and I, a raindrop, water being myself, oh! how different we both be.

To be, and stop being one who shadows does love with all thy can, a someone who something tries to be. ‘Tis hypocrisy isn’t it? To be someone who something tries to be and not himself. Oh! What hypocrites! And to think that in this world we live this way. We being not me, included, any more, but once before I would have been.

Hypocrisy now is a way of life but in the past a choice, indeed, it was. A path that once did split we now walk without a will. A will owned now, not by us but, by society. A will that exist now for no purpose, but the purpose of reminding us of our social slavery.

Is this slavery a must? Is this slavery a must, I ask and if it be not a must, Is it possible to walk away? Or are we betrayed by our own selfish will and tung-tied are we left? Tung-tied by such a royal riddle written and said before so many times that even memorized, tung-tide it doth still leave us.

Tung-tide, now a mute, how can a man express his love?! Oh! Romeo how I admire you! To dispose of such filling feelings in such an honorable manner. To let go of your tung and let know to the loved the feelings of the lover. How must it be carried out? Do words posses the power? And if in words the secret key may indeed lie, what must be done to make it rise from where it lays? Must words be spoken, written, or directed indirectly towards the mind? Oh! What must I do?!

Confused by a stormy night and a sky so dark and never clear. Not even the light of the North Star I see leaving me lost at sea. No sight, no touch, no smell. How can I live? Neither a taste, nor the sound of grace. Disgraced now, what can I give?!

A thought! A thought! Oh! God! A thought! My Lord, what does this mean? May it mean my salvation, God? Is it Lady Love that has come for me?

Will Not Pretend

I'm dying slowly
Thinking coldly
About all things
That matter not.

Maybe I can't take it anymore,
Not alone,
Not like before.
I guess it's time for me to stop.

Bleeding bad blood,
I think I've bled enough
From these wounds
It seems my heart forgot.

The truth is they're still there
And they do still bleed, near
The heart, and cloud the mind when clear.
I think a lot.

I think about
All of the doubts
That have left me in a drought
Of the love that used to fill me to the top.

Breathing is hard,
Like a smoker, my lungs are charred.
Charcoal black, the color of a heart too scarred.
I took the easy route last time; I folded before the flop.

I didn't feel like dealing with it again,
I hope that you can understand
That this time I will not pretend
To be happy when I'm not!

Rachel, Darling, I'm Listening To Rhythm & Blues

Inspired by and dedicated to Rachel Reyes.

I'm tired of...
Saying sweet things to so many ones.
I'm tired of...
Trying so hard to end up with none.
I'm tired of...
Her not being you,
The next lie not being true
Just because the only truth
Is that I love you
And you're the only one I want to be with too.

I'm listening to love songs like,
Trey Songz' "One Love"
And "Blind"
Because I can not see
Unless you were to be with me.
I think the fog in my way may clear
If the chance of being with you were near.
I would love to have you here,
Cuddling with me on a Sunday.
I would dedicate my life to being with you, darling.

I'm heartless all the time,
Because I gave you all of mines.
My cousin Niko EME said that In "My Heart".
Now I'm listening to "Why."
Oh! Baby girl let's "Make It Right!"
Let's be together every single night.
We can listen to Avant, Usher, or Ginuwine.
If you'd like,
We can listen to some more Trey
And mix it up a little with some of that J. Holiday.

I don't want to give you "Black Roses"
I rather take you to "Bed,"
Let you "Suffocate" me
And smear your "Red Lipstick" on me instead.
I "Betcha Never Had" A young lad quite like E.
Baby "Be With Me" because I want to be with thee.
You have killed the "Pimp In Me" so "My Heart," "It's Yours."
That Niko EME song is awesome so I threw it in once more.
Baby "Don't Go" let's "Fly" together and not "Fall"
This "Jupiter Love" I'm feeling is only for you, whom I adore.

Rachel, I said I would go hard, this is as hard as I can get.
I mean only to be straight up, I mean no disrespect.
I wanted you to know it all
So here is what you asked for
A poem inspired solely by you
I hope you get the clue
Give us a chance to grow, sincerely this is "Fatal,"
Not being there with you is like being in a crater,
An abyss I can't escape, not now, not later.

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!!!

"A Box of Chocolates and a Bottle of Wine"
By:  Edwin Calvo

I have a box of chocolates and a bottle of wine.
Can I come over tonight?
Before I show up, can you dim the lights?
I want to sit and chat, but the mood needs to be right.
I want to converse sincerely about you and I.
I want to tell you secretly the truth about what I would like
To do to you as I caress your spine
With my finger tips as their hovering is ever so slight.

I have a box of chocolates and a bottle of wine.
I feel like the thought of you is engraved in my mind.
I feel as if without you there's no meaning to life.
I feel as if when I am with you, all of the stars align.
I feel this feeling that intrigues and also does confine
My every essence to be directed towards your existence, not mine.
I feel as if insanity could cure the thought of you being divine,
When in fact even the insane do not deny that you are sublime.

I have a box of chocolates and a bottle of wine.
Can I come over tonight?
Can you serenade me with the song played by your eyes?
A beautiful sound more masterful than that of Beethoven's "Symphony Number Nine".
Can I come over tonight?
If not, then lie.
For I do doubt that I am strong enough at my prime
To hear a no from you and not die.

I have a box of chocolates and a bottle of wine.
I could see your image perfectly even if I were blind.
For your beautiful glow is so inclined
To bring forth light that in the darkest abyss you would shine.
You are, to the lost, a guide
And I am a lost soul tonight, so will you be so kind
To guide me to your heart as all I need to find my way, is you by my side,
So that we may share a box of chocolates and a bottle of wine.

Random Rhymes

“Random Rhymes"
By:  Adrian R. Elias and Edwin Calvo

Baby, listen to me, I just wanna tell you how I feel.
After all, you already know, I always keep it real.
Fuck all those dudes that talk to you and try to get it in.
I know that you're better than that, I know you won't give in,
But baby,
I'm madly in love with you,
I'm sad that I can't have you;
I got scars and some black and blues.
Remind me of the times that you
Never lied just told me truth;
Just give me one chance with you.
I solemnly promise that I will always try
To do what is right, by this word I will die.
Should I say it one more time?
Yes, for you, I would die.
To be your man, to me would mean the world.
Fuck it! Please understand, I still want you as my girl...

Cough! Cough!
Coughing up blood because
I simply don't know when enough is enough.
I keep, keep,
Keep on needing to bleed,
I come back to this pain like it is what I need.
Please! Please!
Please me and come back to me;
I just need to be with you to be complete.
Stop! Stop!
No! That, I can not!
I can never stop loving you, I already forgot
The pain-, pain-,
Painful rejection of that day.
No matter what wrong you do, I love you the same...

To me you're like a drug. To me
I need rehab so desperately.
The high, that your presence brings me,
Absolutely will uplift me.
You are, truly, and cold heartedly,
The only one who's opened up my eyes;
I've told you so many times, repeatedly,
That for you I'd give my life.
Just yesterday you joked and said, "hey what would happen if I die?"
With tears in my eyes, I choked and said, "then I'd die right by your side..."

It's like, because of you I exist.
It's like, my heart is intertwined
With the breath that you are breathing.
Every single time
That you are heaving
My blood pressure begins to climb.
My heart beats, it's solely beating,
For your existence instead of mines.
I don't know if I should keep this a secret,
Or secretly describe
Exactly what I'm feeling
Every time I see your picture,
Every second that I'm thinking
That I am no longer with you.
Bouncing off the walls
That's the way you've got me.
I'm looking like a maniac,
The sedative no longer leaves me calmly
Reflecting on the good times
And the better ones to come,
Because I know you're not the last
But I fear you're the only one;
You’re the only person that
Can keep insanity gone.