Desk Haiku.

I would challenge each and every sunrise, if I awoke early enough to see it; hell for a few I have and I wish I hadn’t. Dawn Dreams… not just wet dreams for I dream of love but not just in my heart; for some reason people say that’s wrong.

It’s too cold to be at the pool and I am far beyond wet dreams or maybe it is simply the fact that no girl has ever found me sexually appealing; no reason to get wet. On The Sails of Love… maybe if things were different, to make love and to be loved.

When you think love is everything without it you think you have nothing and that’s just it I have nothing. Utopian Love Affair… I don’t think Heaven is some far off place and God doesn’t love me but to be in bed, to be in bed with you, those words?

A teenager wants to get rid of the monster in his closet.

I want to tear you apart or your clothing at the very least; is it such a crime to want to see you naked, her, or her really? Leaving In Stitches… I know you want to get away from me that quickly; a joke our night together I’m sure being a virgin and all.

Is it love that is a lie or perhaps the lovers who lie, to this day I wouldn’t know but the idea of lying… next to some girl that is. Lying With Love, call it pretending but to lie with someone, a pretty girl; the lie that I love or I’m not alone.

Love and lust, like high and low; I’ve never been able to fall and with my sexual depravity I’m not sure how much farther I can go. Lovely Limbo… this want, the love, is like my purgatory and seeing as how I can’t go over the bar I just might fall.

I would tell everybody but of course you would be first and you already know, I just wish you would care to. Snitching About Love… the truth is I love you for you are but if anything can I say I really know you at all; how well do you know me.

Poem about a One Night Stand.