if scented candles were stairsteps,
then i would lead you to a clawfoot tub
the water would be lukehot with a pinch of moderate cold
i would kiss you softly and cater to you until the middle reveals herfself
once there, your mischievous smile will guide me from there
however, i think i know the way by now
your less than bashful moans along with your strategic movements are obvious indicators
i enjoy your friendship
i appreciate your promotions
i cherish your soft, intelligent presentation
i love All That Is You.....
if scented candles were stairsteps,
then it would lead me The Perfection of Heaven that is You.....
Categories:
stairsteps, appreciation, beautiful, blessing, for
Form: Free verse
When 18 Arrives
David J Walker
There is no greater fiction
Than living room memory
The Drama
The passion
` The comedy
The stairsteps to a childhood
Bedroom
Blooming into an awkward attraction
The zeal for a perfect fashion
Grieving for the any-cost
Love lost
In a never-ending top hit radio
Playlist of Compassion
I remember the year 16
Wondering if 18 would
Every come
Wondering how I would die
And when
Categories:
stairsteps, growing up,
Form: Rhyme
still do not know why
the need for understanding is now buried under many layers of sand
we do not matter to each other anymore
we were just faze chapter stairsteps in each other's lives
your more mature mine understood it before my more virginal green mind did
now that i am older, i am beginning to comprehend why you did me that favor
i only wish you positivity, love, and happiness
even if i do not hear from you ever again, you will always have a friend in me
a broken heart can mend
happiness can be realized again
in life, the person you want in your life may not be the one that you truly need
gotta open that door and Let God In
gotta stop wondering why
it will only lead you to a sorrow that has no cure
Categories:
stairsteps, growing up, growth,
Form: Free verse
hello to the unknown pretender
goodbye to the overexposed defender
all my love to the taker, but never the resender
all the darkness has sharp edges
all the cavities have roadblocks for decoration
all the lesions have mercilessly given pledges
all the blackheads have blockaded all attempted restoration
i offer you flowers, but you want golden stairsteps
i offer you interchanges, but you want platinum destinations
i offer you clarity, but you want festive, material chaos
i offer you me, but you want the thorn crown of melancholy
knowing this in the now like POW!,
i depart not in frustration, but in a
Deeper Depth of the Discovery of Self....
all i can now do is offer you the warm side of an Alladin's lamp
i hope that the wishes you make will only beautify the maintenance of your personal satisfaction
if I who is ME cannot fulfill your individual zest with additional glee,
then i can only kiss the Welcome Mat of Prayer and welcome back the Internally Divine Player....
Categories:
stairsteps, goodbye, poetry,
Form: Free verse
Many of us have pondered
The true meaning of life
I finally found the answer
According to my wife
A man is supposed to get married
As the woman becomes his queen
He's supposed to nod in agreement
But never be heard or seen
He has to do the dishes
And put them all away
Pick up all the dirty clothes
And wash them everyday
He has to take the trash out
Put the lid down on the toilet
Fix her egg for breakfast
And don't forget to boil it
Always answer, "Yes dear"
No matter what she said
Don't forget to change the sheets
Each time you make the bed
Take her poodle for it's walk
When it scratches at the door
Don't forget to sweep and mop
Before you wax the floor
Be sure and do the windows
There better not be no streaks
Fix them noisy stairsteps
And make sure none of them creaks
The meaning of life sounds tiresome
So you better get started right away
My wife was always the smart one
Or, at least, that's what she'll say
Categories:
stairsteps, funny
Form: Rhyme