I Love You

I smelled you like a jasmine in the night Stumbled upon your scarlet lips And made a sweet pledge To only know your divine taste. And with time, you grew To a striking woman who could never Be toppled over by the wind or fate or god. And I knew your lips were only Heaven’s…

Why my Wife and I don’t make Love All Night……..

Hmmm, making love all night Like Boyz-II-Men and other boy bands of the 90s Sing, is no easy feat. For instance my anatomy Or mis-anatomy, which I would love to call “Mr Big” Has a short shelf life, slayed by his own Need to detonate like a grenade or gun. My wife and I have…

Birth Day

A poem that got rejected from a magazine I submitted to. It was the day, existence climbed out In front and under the buttocks And burrowed through a little worm hole And found himself in a different galaxy And that was my birth day This world was noisy was the first thought Light was the…

Love – A Short Treatise

Love takes you to places You have never been, from the mystical To the brazen, even the outright sanctimonious And sometimes, that trinity beckons you Like when you sit on a night stool Searching for a speckle in that soot-painted sky Only to come across a sparkling shooting star And love is always at danger…

Love In Its Entire Perfection

Love It’s white in the beginning Only to transform to Pink customs Bringing about crimson flushes And scarlet flames Desire is a pricking device That gives you pins and needles From the inside Testing your patience And love, in past-tense On a mattress, is peak-perferct On mortal plains, and sin Is the flag on a…

Heart (An old poem from 2014)

Alter of the soul Keeper of all flames Corpus to the elusive Conquistador of kismet Compass to the nonsensical Contraceptive to falling Occasional confessional Percussion instrument Stentorian orator Instinctive thespian Spartacus to love Beneath this assortment Of split personalities Lies the chambers of man Haunted by god Consumed by fear Muted by disease and age…

Latin

We draw Latin symbols for no reason. We are romantics in our language of love Even the science of binomial nomenclature And the holy masses consecrated for the monotheism Of one godly creature, sealed with an endearment. Latin is not passe or extinct. It is an extant species Democratizing the romance of a vernacular In…

Love

I look at an empty bowl. And a filled heart. You ask yourself is that enough? And can money buy you happiness? The watch I wear says it’s Titan. The condom I put on says it is Hercules. And I look in the heart’s mirror I see superman freaking out, turning blue To a dose…

Redemption

Did I cross you too late ? My barbaric scent of flesh that stenches my body Mounting what is short-hemmed and cheap….. I see myself vividly, a mustang on a mirror Free to roam where lust dictates Until youth asphyxiated me, at the corner of 40……. ………….. What if we met on the underside of…