Dark mysterious man Throwing midnight glances Through the air That cut...
She looks like a cactus Hard and harmful She feels like...
Sunday It was dark No one came out to play Monday...
Hidden surprises Under pillows in fancy boxes Gifts from the motherland...
Opening fleshy curtains To expose To let the light seep through...
My heart doesn’t bleed For if it did I would be...
I used to verse On ocean waves That never burned Or...
Planting the seeds Roosting for hours January showers Limited numbers Sunburned...
I will not verse on your beauty For surely it has,...
Smell my hands Inhale my growing fingers Grasping your strong arm...