Friday, July 13, 2012

Every now and then
My heart wanders back in time
and all those old feelings
awaken the memories in my mind
And it’s as if it were only yesterday
that we were in love and making promises
we were sure we would always keep
not knowing life would get the best of us
and lead us down paths separately
I can remember at times all too clearly
how you were my love and my friend
And it’s in those moments
that I miss you dearly
and wish we could begin again
Sometimes, it catches me by surprise
the way my heart will ache
as I recall your voice, your kindness
the smile on your face
And I wonder how life might be
if we were still together
Would we have kept our promises?
Would we be happy?
Would we have made it to forever?
I may never know the answers
to these questions
but I know this much is true:
No matter how much time passes
I will always love you

Not so perfect me

I knew that when I met you
I’d found a special soul
A lifetime of love
To have and to hold

But all you got from me were struggles
A path of ups and downs
And you patiently waited
As I tried to figure it out
I tried so many times
To give you the perfect me
But somewhere deep inside
I was lost internally
You were such a perfect love
And an even better friend
Everything I could ever want
But I would never let you in
I tried so hard to overcome my fear
The thought of losing you
But still I was afraid
Of what allowing you in would do
I’m sorry if my insecurities
Caused pain inside your heart
It was never my intention
To leave a lasting scar
I regret every single day
That I wasn’t what you need
And all I ever gave
Was the most imperfect me

My First Experience (got it frm an old archive)

The sky was dark
The moon was high
All alone
Just her and I
Her hair so soft
Her eyes so blue
I knew just what
She wanted to do
Her skin so soft
Her legs so fine
I ran my fingers
Down her spine
I didn't know how
But I tried my best
To place my hand
On her breasts
I remember my fear
My fast beating heart
But slowly she spread

Her legs apart
And when she did it
I felt no shame
All at once
The white stuff came
At last it's finished
It's all over now
My first time
Milking a COW!

Wednesday, July 11, 2012


Nailed is such a crude expression when all's said and done;
it means that you're a hammer and your job's not really fun.
I don't want to bonk or poke or prod in any way;
just to have a moment of that little tay to tay.

To take in all the grandeur that's so meant to be surreal,
the tidal wave and Milky Way are really no big deal.
The universe can be reversed and all of it repealed,
if only when I meet my match it's with a kiss so sealed.

To take it in and smell the juncture of the living flesh,
to know the seeping melody of holy Venkatesh,
to posit in infinitude the union of our fates,
this is then a wall where I might open up the gates.

Taking in the hands and eyes, and seeking bare aflamed,
crossing into lands unchartered, planets still unnamed,
grasping, clasping, trimming sail, and pulling covered noon,
this is how my craftsmanship brings up the fragile moon.