She-wolf
She runs for miles this evening
to the far side of the gloom
alone but for the glimmering
of her silent friend, the moon.
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Callipygian
She’s got a little secret:
Everybody wants to know
Xactly how she keeps her ass
Youthful and firm, fo sho.
But she just cracks a smile
As she saunters through the door,
Cause she knows a secret held
Keeps ‘em coming back for more.
– Suggested by, and dedicated to, a friend.
Thus spoke Zarathustra
What can I say
to make you believe
that taken another way
will not deceive.
– the first word of the first line of all the April poems to this point.
It’s relatively gray
Deceive me with the truth
and save me with a lie.
Change the snow-white
me to a pitch-black.
Wishful thinking
Not a day goes by
that I don’t think of you.
You always catch my eye;
will I ever catch yours too?
Beg forgiveness
Will today be the day
you go out of your way;
say what I need to hear;
you’re pride’s not worth it dear.
sorry.
Ruby red road
Way of happiness:
to find beauty in every corner.
My stumbling block is my
heart has too many scars.
Under the expanse
Another set of silver moons
season the night sky that
drifts along as the stars go
by-e.
I smell trouble
Taken for a ride
by those who don’t understand:
surprise is life’s spice.
I’ll bet you didn’t know
That I look for patterns everywhere;
I’m still afraid of the dark;
absolutely everything I have read;
crazy things happen to me.
A (wise) man of two faces 