The poets Little Boat

If her life is hers
what should she do
she's alive and living
their has to be more to life
instead of looking for something
that's missing
but what does she do
better on her own
like owning her sexuality
with an attitude....

All she needed was love
his perfect lips
because it's only a game
you can't explain what has been
          done
only feel so deep inside
so may the fates save
her beautiful soul
every dream inside
her soul, heart.....
Theirs a lot of shit on this earth
that can make you bleed
everything you give
everything you take from this earth
      all the shit
that can make you cry
 can make you lonely, sick, dead
like running out of sweet dreams ...
every metaphor, every word
that lives within you
is only you ...
 no one ells that can say
I wanted that bad
  More then you'll ever know.....
 Life itself yours

***MUSH DAYDREAMING ***

Stuck in an elevator with ken Dall
baby face cu ti pie
tall and skinny but not to, tall or skinny
his Hollywood stunner shads, like cool hand Luke
his honey golden brown hair
brushed geld down perfectly, with a little spike of a mess
his sexy grungy, ruff, clean cut beard, mustache
kissable lips and perfect
sweet loveable smile


His sexy Armani shirt
with a black pea coat with a scarf
tight skinny jeans and dress shoes only the best
into guitar playing, art, music, and fast cars
like beauty and the beast, the little mermaid
loving collage, loving the boy
tough but sweet, nice but a babe
tattooed a bad ass all at once


She has to wake up, wake up
because he'll never dig her for her
she has to be the mysterious chic
with black long hair, that's in a trench coat
that looks hot and sexy
but smart, cute an more...another Cinderella fairy tale
a bad 80's song turned into
a walking fashion model, of a guy ...
only dreaming this guy up,
he's so perfect he's so shy
so why can't he see her 4 her only

~ November Without Him ~

 As the naked Trees
throw their last leaves
November without him
will never be the same
as the days get colder and shorter
the wind blows away the leaves
and the the thoughts
    of the good Times
will still stick like glue
November without him
will never be the same

I'm buggin for him
maybe I have to walk
on the wrong side of the street
be at the wrong place at the wrong Time
make random choices and maybe we'll
   Meet one day .....
and destiny will happen out of the blue
as if it was meant to be
   all along from the beginning

White horses and the Tree of life
under the earth, sun and moon
at the end of the line, earth
his eyes shine like the stars
but every time I call
he's never there .....
every time I look for him
he's gone......
only in my dreams he's there ...
the sky is gray the hours are long
missing him ...
November without him, will never be the same

It's like the rain crying
November without him
is like calling the moon
to fix my heart
it's like slowly dieing inside .........

*THE HEART*

Who the hell do they think they are
breaking my heart and soul ....?
I guess I'm the dumb ass
standing in the rain waiting to catch a cold ..
trying to save old friendships
that weren't meant to be ....
He left never came back,
no sweet kisses, no postcards, no phone calls ....
or said goodbye .....
She didn't call anymore, didn't come around anymore
she stopped calling .....
He became full of himself....
full of crock shit, trying to erase
who he really was because of our past....

Over the years new friends were made ...
but I guess I'm the dumb ass
standing in the rain,waiting to catch a cold
waiting for them to let me in the circle
In crowed
Cuz I'm not cool enough, nothing more or less
who the hell do they think they are
breaking my heart and soul
But even a blue crush
I'm the dumb ass
standing in the rain waiting to catch a cold
waiting for him to let me in
his heart, mend all his wounds
with sweet warm kisses
who the hell do they think they are
breaking my heart and soul

But theirs time to start over
from scratch
I'll never leave this place,
get out of this town
will rot inside my soul,
trying to climb out of this box
called my life
cuz I'm the dumb ass
standing in the rain, waiting for
a miracle, the world to let me in ....