PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

I can no longer stand idly by and watch you pass me again.  I could introduce myself and say that I wanna be friends but I'd be lying.  From the corner of your eye I see you see me and if you know that I'd give everything to be your man why would you let me stand here looking like a kid...in a sandbox...alone?



My momma taught me to share so when I see someone staring I offer everything I have just short of my hair (cuz somebody already took most of it).  But if you're a aspiring artist looking for a hit I've got the shit that you need.  The seeds can't grow unless you water them so put down your pride and approach the brotha with lots of love to give because I'm him.



Desperate, I'm not so it's not that I've got alot of "spare" time.  I'm just lookin' for a like mind to share my pennies and dimes with.  Told ya I don't mind sharing and if you don't mind opening your heart and caring then we can have that kind of relationship where you won't mind wearing lingerie day or night.  When you come home from wherever I'll have the wine chilled and still on ice, the house clean and smelling nice and share the latest prose that I might write (if you like.)  But if you're just too tired for all of that or if it seems like "old hat" then we can just sit around each other and chat about how your day could've been better.  You are the inspiration for my letters, the reason I chase the "cheddar", and the answer to my associates questions when I answer, "I don't have to "let" her, My lady will be so intuitive and considerate that we won't have shit to argue about.  We can go out and just be or we can do the family thing, or even go to kareoke and sing.  But for you the ring is ready whenever you find your hand steady enough to accept it.  It's here in a holding pattern waiting for you and only you...alternate ending