You Have Your Notions Of Me

You have your notions of me
Whether it’s my rugged good looks
Or I’m a notorious scalawag
But neither a hero or a crook
I’m not a man of much persuasion
Nor am I a wild west outlaw
I choose to wear the eyepatch
But I’m more of a gentleman with flaws

I write fast & love slow
Without a care of what they say about me
When you have faith
You never have to wait & see

I quietly find my secrets within
Descended from that beautiful literary brogue
To hell with the naysayers; we’re gonna have fun
I’ll be your host tonight, the swashunbuckling rogue
Many out there won’t warm to my charm
Not their cup of tea or simply they’ve no style
But you of good taste & reknown class
Come share a spot with the one with the mischievous smile

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The Slow, Steady Advancement

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The slow, steady advancement
Creeping forth upon the reams
Truth formulated within
Thoughts regurgitated in dreams
But we can still be free
We can still find the solution
Peace exists with our souls
Force hate into disillusion

Too Cautious For That Rabbit Hole

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The slow silent flattery
Worming it’s way into your ear
Unsure of calculated intent
If you should accept it with fear
Or allow it to swell up & be free
Not much left of your personal pride
Life has chipped away at it
Sinking into a cowering stride

Too cautious for that rabbit hole
But you’re better than that
Deep down you truly know

How much effort have you spent
To be contrary & constantly ignore
The world as it whispers lovely words
Snippets of charm floating to the floor
Standing at an arms distance
Not believing yourself to be Alice
Or any of the princesses of yore
Never dreaming of a shining palace

Too cautious for that rabbit hole
But you’re better than that
Deep down you truly know

Never a confidence
Feeling temptations of the weak
They’re just simple words
Hoping to give an outlook a tweak
Not meant to encumber
Or ransack your existence
But you can’t hinder the words
& their slow penetrating insistence

I Like Foreplay

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I like foreplay

My chance to slowly deliberate

To uncover the forever unseen

Primal urges for me to manipulate

I can take you to your dreams

Your precious time I’ll never waste

Delaying gratification untold hours

I need to savor my favorite taste

Another Tattoo Won’t Fix Me

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Another tattoo won’t fix me
Character flaws will remain intact
Anxiety, depression & the mortgage
Will continue to be undeniable facts
I’ll still be this version of me
But I’ll feel life under my skin
A slow, steady build-up to joy
Creeping up to take charge again

Circular Arguments In My Semantical Nature

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Circular arguments in my semantical nature
Feelings expounded in earnest in the rain
Taking life slowly without such hassle
Exact footsteps allowing you the least bit of constrain
Sleep remains to appear in reoccurrences
Unchanged in our former exasperating doses
Unable to look away in these sudden urges
Ticking away, starlight illuminates one supposes