I like my brownies speckled
lavish spectacle that utilizes retinal
description for a word visual
so grab your spectacles
cause fact is, maybe she is HER
could be my lines are blurred
and I crossed the streams
causing a lucid dream
in which her hands mold me
hold these, thoughts
sent via telepathy
registering, in degrees that lead
to firing off molecules
if it’s cool, I’d like to drink that mix
of ethnicities and energy
feel Common enough to “Be”
royalty with this Hollywood poetry
that barely anyone is noticing
I guess part of it is for your soul only
so let’s see what else
these words can bake up
Sweet Thang, no shame
listening to Mary J sing
while contemplating, the best way
to slide this unorthodox sonnet
into your pocket
captured like heart lockets
so check this, I’m a word specialist
dropping vibes off into your solar plexus
let’s just ignore that
I skipped the line on love day
and sent an electronic bouquet
so I could say
may be, when you’re not busy
I could kick poems to ya
while your hands shape clay.
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