True Beauty

True beauty 

is..

not hard to find.  

It's more about 

a

state of mind. 

It's how 

you see 

and 

what you mean 

to me. 

True beauty 

is 

the way 

I feel. 

I look 

at you 

and I 

feel real. 

Your smile 

it warms 

my cold 
and sultry 
day.

The Bone

Softly spoken, warm to touch, 

feather light, feel my brush. 

Gently takes your hand and lifts it up.

Draws you near to feel you breathe, 

watches as your chest does heave, 

feels the quickened pulse of life heat up.

Breathes your scent and feels your glow,

presses tight so you will know, 

here I am to share to life with you. 

Stares intent into your soul, 

Shed our youth as we grow old. 

The only things that matter is me and you.

The Internet Clown

You can't fool me, you total creep. 

Behind that mask, I hear you speak. 

You wait and play the game you always play. 

You scare me not, for I am far, 

beyond your reach, so strange, bizarre! 

I only wonder why you even stay.

My life's moved on, I have such fun.

Your stupid games, you haven't won. 

So sad an lonely do you dwell within. 

You can not understand my life, 

to be so happy and without strife. 

I spare my pity and leave you to your sin.

FLAG

I stand before you, undefined.

Yet to make up my own mind.

All I know is what I think and feel.

Don't push me in a labelled box.

Don't tie me down with chains and locks.

Just give me time to find what is real.