Haiku

Oh Ronald Reagan,
Do you have a concussion?
Stop hitting yourself.

Love

One love poem? I have... *checks notebook* 20. How can I pick just one? Alright then, here's two.

Rising above
On stolen angel's wings
It's superhuman
to live this way
Euphoria
without delusion
Bliss
without ignorance
More than just walking in the dark
and guessing.

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He
Corded body wrapped
in a tight, lean frame
Strength coated in satin
He smiles at me
and all the rest the world
blinks.
Deep pools of sienna
etched out from jade
look into me
and speak what words could never say.
He moves,
he touches,
he kisses,
he caresses
and all the rest the world
stops.
He holds me tight
and I know the meaning of forever.
Warmth to warmth
Soul to soul
We breathe,
and there is nothing else.