Some friends are friends
and some are lovers
and even others stay
but most they go
some lovers are sexual
and some are intimate
and even others both
but most they blow
I prefer my friends
to be my friends
and my lovers my
lovers for when my
friends decide to stay
my lovers often stray
Category: Love
JustThen
I honestly can’t say
which I like better
sunrise or sunset with
you the day belongs
to others but us
the beginning and end
is only ever reserved
for what we have
it’s the morning for
me night for you
but it’s the kisses
the kind and often
wanton kissing that takes
us both into then
Contact
I spent the early
hours playing a game
of he loves me
he loves me not
in my contact list
not surprisingly I suppose
the he loves me
far outweighed the nots
at the purges start
but with a dollop
of chagrin I couldn’t
remember half the names
who they belonged to
or why they mattered
they must’ve some time
but out they went
as quickly and quietly
as the flames that
they once were warming
some part of myself
now condemned to unknown
IYouCoffeeToo
I smelled my sunrise
this morning before seeing
its warm rays wafting
from the other room
following the bewitching aroma
I lumbered through rooms
and hallways to discover
my enchanter standing over
a percolator conjuring mysteries
wearing my yesterday’s shirt
approaching from behind him
like a curious vine
wrapping around his back
clinging to his front
I dryly kiss throat
as his head leans
forward and then back
like a scale measuring
the weights of affection
in unison we whispered
I you started this
and yes we did
whether it be coffee
or even this our
own type of dawn
MissMaybe
I miss them all
each one of them
and at night now
I sit in darkness
wondering
I sit in darkness
wondering
when maybe and if
maybe I’ll see another
maybe
I sit in darkness
wondering when maybe where
maybe and if maybe
I will ever stop
missing them like this
wondering
maybe
