Fates & Folly Everlasting

Fates & folly everlastingWithout courage to proceedA beautiful ladyMeasuring thought & deed But she just wanted my heartNo matter the complicationsI couldn’t view the realityOf her love without reservations

Once Upon A Suburban Street

Once upon a suburban streetWhere we lived, loved & laughedSummer comes early in JaxSo, this house no longer has a draft Warmth lets me resume my natural beingYet windows aren’t doors; they’re see-throughI strut along, giving my neighborsA bit more than a casual view

Vibrations Coursing Through Your Corset

Vibrations coursing through your corsetAm I still making you nervous, my dearDoes your heart beat louder in that chestWhenever I come near Walk slowly across the room to meLet me watch your beauty in motionThe deliberate steps in those heelsYour passion overtaking the ocean Admiring the view of your new tightsYou spoil me something mighty,

Sitting In Front Of The Vanity

Sitting in front of the vanityDeciphering all your beauty marksYou see lines, wrinkles & blemishesI see my very own Domestic Monarch You’ll never see what my soul knowsBut, I know how lucky I am to have this viewI’ll spend my days discovering new ways to cherishI’m grateful you allow me to share eternity with you

Sailing Out On The Good Ship

Sailing out on the good shipPrevailing winds ensuring a clear pathForegoing the unexplained existenceForging headlong into nature’s wrathArctic waters surrounding our viewDiligent sailors crewing this steel boatPerpetually longing for a illusive homeBut buoyed by a dedication keeping us afloat

Which Distance

Which distanceOur beliefs correspondingWhat strainOur thoughts abscondingTaking the time to reason,Ponder & contemplateOur combined futureViewed as a delicious fate

With A Patriot’s Heart & A Skeptical View

With a patriot’s heart & a skeptical view A tentative belief in those on marble steps I ask to show me your heroes But knowing exterior appeasement is false Honoring the Flag doesn’t equate To praising those who run the State Knowing by virtue of appearing on a ballot They’re not worthy

Hey There, Ballerina

  Hey there, ballerinaGraceful upon your toesA pleasure to viewI’m not as innocent as thoseNeed to kiss that smileAre you always this chipperA wink & a tauntI’m going to destroy that zipper

We’re All The Villains

We’re all the villainsEach & every citizen with a voteWe’ve allowed our nation to dwindleExpecting democracy to survive by roteBut we can still change out the actorsHope in action is exactly what we need to doPurge the Capital of all the politiciansI declare we need Capra’s Washingtonian view