Sailing Out On The Good Ship

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Sailing out on the good ship
Prevailing winds ensuring a clear path
Foregoing the unexplained existence
Forging headlong into nature’s wrath
Arctic waters surrounding our view
Diligent sailors crewing this steel boat
Perpetually longing for a illusive home
But buoyed by a dedication keeping us afloat

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She Wore An Unassuming Beauty

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She wore an unassuming beauty
With lips of a scarlet hue
Painted for the ongoing battle
Dressed to provide impending views
A strong woman knowing desire
Without regard to their qualms
Protecting her soul at all cost
They’re indignant, but she’s keeping calm

Flesh Will Droop, Drop & Sag

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Flesh will droop, drop & sag
& my absolute infatuation continues
A dirty old man, I’ll perpetually be
Every view of you – I feel romance
I’m gonna be that 100 year old
With excitement for you in his pants

*previously posted on former blog

Hitting Rock Bottom With An Articulate Woman

  

Hitting rock bottom with an articulate woman

Now I can see love was not in her view

Misguided choices of delicate wonder

Bringing to the forefront curiosity anew

You may call it a travesty or much worse

I am merely a person of no consequence

Our downfalls reside within our own skin

Hate me, but no blame for her moral sense

I never knew her purpose & never asked

Burned once for being too close to her wiles

Recoiled with her artifice grasped at last

Any form of compassion was not her style

 

Feelin’ Alright In Your Tight Pink Shirt

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Feelin’ alright in your tight pink shirt
Released in a shower down on Haight
Life-altering love spread between us
As we passed under the Golden Gate

Sweet summer flowers rising as I wake
Between coffeehouses on Avenue Nine
You never left my roaming thoughts
Always kept me warm in the sunshine

Walking silently together in the park
Remembering you fondly now as I jog
The weather never dampened my spirits
That old carousel rotating through the fog

Trees shade the bench where you shared
Words of peace, marked by a longing kiss
My view no longer holds ravenous beauty
Freedom wasn’t supposed to be like this