Some poems..... Rambling thoughts

Sure these are some poems and thoughts. Things either real or imagined! However taken, these come from within me and inspired by someone who knows how to talk to me in ways not so easy for me to understand. OY! You know who you are.

Quietly

Quietly
Pragmatically
Lovely
Whole heartedly
We come together
Moths to an incurable flame
In lust
In confusion
With desire
One last fling
In the after sex shower
Still taste you
Want you
Smell you
Feel you
Miss you
And think of you
This desire
This passion
And I chase you all over again
Quietly
Hoping
Cannot regret
Cannot forget
No rhyme
No reason
Just a moment locked away from words
And I sit thinking of you
Quietly

Crisis

Plot it out
Connect the dots
When all it is
Natural
Two people
Lovers
Friends
Mixed up so wrong- so right
I could shout your name
Whisper desires
Beg and smile coyly
Lead me to the bedroom
On tip-toes and locked hands
And gently you say
One-last-time
For this is the crisis of good-bye


Tell Me

Tell me why
Tell me
Why is it this feels so good?
Together
Kissing
Cuddling
Hands locked
Fingers tracing curves
Lips soft, gentle, and wet
All down your chest
My tongue teasing-
Tasting
Here and there
Oh-
And there
That perfect spot that makes your skin tingle
I smile
Running your trembling hands through my soft hair
I go down
You-
Go down
Discovering
This feels so good
But why?
Tell me why does it feel so wrong?
This sad good-bye
Tell me

Spinning

Too much
Too soon
Not enough
Never too much
So the song goes
I hit replay
Listening
Over and over
Watch the dryer spinning
catching glances of strangers
Unaware of how much I wish to be invisible
Don't look at me like that
You don't know me
"Sorry."
Doesn't clean away the sorrow
Replay the night you said no more
Watching the sheets in the spin cycle
Your smell-
That sweet-sweet scent
Away now
Folded away
I should've known you were never here to stay

Last Night Stand

On tip toes
Tongues twisted
Touching-
Lips and finger tips
Leading the way
Through a trail of candlle lit light and sweet caresses
Slowly
The heat rising inside
Making sweet-sweet love
And slowly
You watch me dress
Smiling shyly
Admiring quietly
One last kiss
One last taste
And down the road I go
Alone
Lonely
And OK.....



...So if I die today I'll be the happy phantom
And I'll go wearin' my naughties like a jewel...
I'm still an angel to a girl who hates to sin

911 I Still Remember

I kinda woke up this morning and thought to myself, "GAWD, has it really been that long? I remember it like yesterday." It was a Tuesday morning, yeah, I think we all remember that or some don't cuz they just never cared. I was getting ready for school, college morning, typical coffee pep talk and thinking about stuff for class that day. I was futzing around, getting ready and checking e-mail. My girlfriend Carole called me and told me to turn on the TV. I'm of course thinking and then saying, "Which channel?" Carole gets all excited on me and fusses, "It won't matter, it's on all the channels, just turn it on." So I'm looking at the TV, dumbfounded. One tower was hit already and live feed. I get a call on the other line and I take it. It was my girlfriend attending college out in NYCU. She lived not too far from the area of the towers. She's confused, doesn't know what's going on and trying to get a hold of her mom. I'm trying to figure it out myself. And the second plane comes through. I'm hearing this and thinking, "HOLY SHITE!" So I tell Kristy to get the hell off her phone and get out of dodge. I had to track down her mom and tell her that Kristy was ok. The whole time I was absolutely freaked out and shocked. Yeah, it was a screwed up day. The neatest part of it really, not that it should have taken something like this to happen, but people talked. Strangers, everyone talked, cars lined up at gas stations in a panic, and people talked. And the eerie part was the fact that for days, I never saw a plane in the sky, day or night. Except a few military flights. Oh man, that was so strange. It was the first time I could remember not seeing a holding pattern for O'Hare in Chicago. Campus was a bit odd that day too. Again, everyone was talking and ranting and crying and upset. Profs, some of them canceled class or just had class and talked about the events. I'll never forget that day, that week, and the things to follow. How can I? I don't think I really slept that much for a few days. I just sat there in front of the TV watching the rescue efforts and thinking it's just a bad dream, but it was quite real. My heart still goes out to the people and families that lost loved ones and comrades. May we never forget that day. But for pete's sake, let's get the hell out of Iraq! The horse is dead, let it be.

T-Molly


...So if I die today I'll be the happy phantom
And I'll go wearin' my naughties like a jewel...
I'm still an angel to a girl who hates to sin

Simple Confusion

I wrote this for you. You know who you are. Sorry things are such a confused mess! But for you and you alone, I wrote this. Hope you understand. Life isn't always simple, yet it's simply confusing where matters of the heart are concerned. Here's to better days....

T-


Boy don't you know I gotta run?
Speed away from here
Get you out of my bones
And leave this mess behind
Run away from pain
Just to write those wistful-
Mournful
Romantic poems
Things gone awry
Things not meant to be
So wrong
And I don't know why it felt so good and right
But I gotta run now
Be on my lonely way
From zero back to square one it seems
I sit and spin within those happier scenes
Can't be still
Don't know peace of mind
And I think of mistakes
Good ones
Bad ones
Run for my life
The one that used to be
The sweetness between you and me
Again
Ignition turning
Tires screaming the way I want to
Grinding that clutch like it was what's left of-
My heart burning into cinders
And I say to you
With bags in hand
A quiet tear in my eyes
Good-bye
Good-bye
Don't you know I gotta run?

...So if I die today I'll be the happy phantom
And I'll go wearin' my naughties like a jewel...
I'm still an angel to a girl who hates to sin