Oh, I can dream of you and toss and toss in my bed
And snap your crazy feelings with dizzying eagerness
And pump my ventricles for you in crimson red
Leaving me in a state of thorough helplessness
I wonder why I love you like mad
Why I love you like crazy and fall for you like this
Despite pulsating palpitations that make me glad
Wishing your red lips I could forever kiss
And never let you go
Much as reason enjoins me from you to run away
Far away to escape the love magnet I can’t forgo
But I kneel down and decide I should stay
Despite pangs of longing my heart feels
Demanding too much, exacting too high a price
As my heart in saner moments in confusion reels
Wishing for a second to enjoy a peace of mind slice
But your hold on me grows stronger and stronger
The more your magnet draws me closer and closer
Sweeping me off my feet longer and longer
Wondering if I can again afford to be a chooser
When in all probability I’m bereft of room to maneuver
Squeezed tighter and tighter
Till my love can only quiver and shiver
As prospects for our reunion grow brighter and brighter.
Disarmed and Possibly Dangerous
just got out
thirsty
street callin'
no escape
darkness
mischievous characters
wind surfing
no piece plan money
cold
monsters devouring meek
growing on every corner
street, first underworld teachers
minimal mainstream skills
legal options slim
economic education family castration
jackass
elephant
no definitive answer
head or tail
four corner
traffic light
ten seconds till green
She wipes the sleep from her misty eyes
With fragile hands and polished nails;
And modestly as maidens do--
Femininity prevails!
And the coffee she has sweetly brewed,
Too hot, thus earns a gentle blow;
Then is sipped with last night's ruby lips,
And delicately so.
I am weakened by her waking eyes
And by the spill of golden hair;
Just a vanquished foe, and quartered,
In both fever and despair.
For I am fallen on this battlefield,
And cannot win so grand a fight.
This Knight disarmed, and in disgrace--
Will rest in chains, come night.
A woman's beauty renders men disarmed,
and opens their hearts to great harm,
and their voluptuous nature enchants them from afar.
Women the enslavers of mankind
seduce us with their beautiful forms.
What can we do but love?