Come On Up For A Cup Of Coffee

Come on up for a cup of coffee I hope you’ve brought your cheery attitude My place will be easily discovered The one with the gentleman toasting you in the nude

A Fine Suited Man With Terrible Inklings

A fine suited man with terrible inklings Hands on her shoulders; easy to confide Pouring drinks & erasing her sadness Falling by the wayside with time & tide Beauty is merely a natural configuration Each button gone, an uncontrollable urge His intentions told with a silent tongue Embraced & now they lovingly merge

I’m Just Trying To Live My Life

  I’m just trying to live my life Extending some gratitude along the way Showing the people how I can love For we never know when it’ll be our last day I don’t always wake up with a smile But it’s always easier if I somehow do Grabbing black coffee & my woman’s ass Together

Incomplete Rants Are Broken Thoughts

Incomplete rants are broken thoughtsAntique shutters dangle in the breezeVaccinated by expired truth serumsEye twitches; our hostess is ill at ease Yet remaining upright on the pageOur fate wrapped in a trickster’s charmSubtle strokes without remorseOnly dried ink leaves us disarmed Subverting all the easy answersSacred is our fundamental right to chooseHowever your speculations driftCut

Love Letters To Myself

Love letters to myselfA hug written upon a notecardScribbles for no one elseSometimes life is just too hardTaking moment away from the herdBreak off from all that I knowLosing myself in nature’s gloryWords can slow the overflowBreathe – just letting it happenSoon, I’ll be able to take some moreReflecting my small truthsIt’s easier to recover

Waking Up To Exposed Sunshine

Waking up to exposed sunshineI find myself easily seducedOnce I tried become a StoicBut with my heart, it’s no useI’m a hopeless romanticBut I try not to let anyone knowIn this disheveled morningI’ll have another merlot

She’s Out There Again

  She’s out there againDancing in the moonlightIt’s easy to tellThings just aren’t rightIt got to be too muchLife went too farShe doesn’t say much anymoreEvery night she wanders under the stars

Stayed Up All Night Trying To Write

  Stayed up all night trying to write I still can’t get you out of my head Sleep didn’t come easy this night Giving anything to only go to bed The clock ticks past two & three Knowing there’s nothing I’m going to find Off dreaming of nothing, where I want to be Another scotch

Looking Past Clear Stars

Looking past clear starsEach universe has a split seamStretch your fingers wideLeave behind your American DreamBe easy & think yourself freeOur minds hold us back in chainsSilently slip through the holeNever following you with their pains

Sometimes I Don’t Want To Love You

Sometimes I don’t want to love youBut I know there’s no real choiceMy heart longs for your touchYour kisses give my soul a voiceSometimes you don’t make it easyBut we always make it throughThis world is a beautiful placeMuch better since I share it with you

I Saw The Sparkle In Your Eyes

I saw the sparkle in your eyesKnowing you the way I doI hurried to put the girls in bedDesiring quality time with youLosing my shirt on my wayGrowing excited with only thoughtTonight I’m about to be your preyI’m trying to easily get caught

Don’t Tell Me How’s Its Gonna Be

  Don’t tell me how’s its gonna beWhen you’ve never beenI’ve seen the angry seaYou’re not among the salty menDon’t act like you have a clueClinging to the dirtYou’ve never seen a color that blueNever felt your soul cringe & hurtYou’re looking for easy praiseDon’t want to be a weathered cogRiding waves on endless daysYou’re

I Cannot Connect The Dots

I cannot connect the dotsLike I used toMy mind goes blankFar too easily& I wonderIf this was reallyThe lifeFor me

I Have Stacks Of Unused Paper

I have stacks of unused paper Like the untouched dreams in my head We all have the forks in our roads But often take the easier path instead So many distractions in my way To give in to them would leave me mundane I don’t wish to live an ordinary existence I’d much rather push