Just a smile in the pouring rain.
Or a kiss, to soothe the souls pain.
Rush in the breast, beating it’s furious refrain.
Death of the mind, a hopeful bloodstain.
On and on the vision will go in vain.
Nothing but this addiction to a face I can’t abstain.
Is happiness for others? When darkness inside will reign.
Succor and sadness, to see her, and fear a word she deign.
Beat into pulp hope and love with every sight I gain.
Each time I go, the need grows, and the knowledge that I am bane.
Asking why she would see a thing of value in this pathetic frame.
Unobtainable the sought after heart I seek to attain.
To desire one so badly and have it torment one’s brain.
Inside a hunger to taste lips, like a fiend for cocaine.
Furious thoughts, anxiety, piercing the soul, it’s my chain.
Under a moon that sneers down on desires profane.
Look of innocence, so sweet, lust and desire I ascertain.
Leave me in a bloody pool with barbed words that pertain.
Tacit in my actions, what is felt, speech always restrain.
Obdurate in the face of what I obfuscate as happiness wane.
Many times the beat is broken and silence cuts twain.
Ears listen for a smile, but expect only disdain.
Abase on my fear, but it is the view of the view of this window pane.
Never before a feeling so strong as this campaign.
Deeply moving through, like a shock that will drain.
Intimate what you will, I believe my meaning is plain.
Wishing to be seen as more than a customer in your domain.
A man that may be interesting, a notion could you entertain?
Nerves break and the heart beats like a runaway train.
Tangible anxiety blowing through as a hurricane.
Hapless clown caught in illusions of his own legerdemain.
Eros and cupid, one and the same, ravage walking down my lane.
Reveal emotions coursing through, driving me insane.
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