some of you might recall ma fart poem ... hehehe that one went pretty well .. this time i have gone a bit serious ... it is a private poem ... but what the heck ...
hey! listen i've got something to say
its like i was born a long time ago
but opened my eyes today
i just found something warm
a feeling so pure that it makes
rain pour down my cheeks
i actually love you, strange
neva felt like this before
or was i dead all the time?
i dunno if i wanted anything this pure
were my desires made out of stone?
was that a cloud or some sheath?
were my hands tied to my feet?
that i couldnt reach out and
touch you deep
maybe now i will know
what i am supposed to do
die like a dragon? or
live like a dream?