(to S.H.)

On the north shore Hawaii
Where waves kiss the sands of gold
There I'll lie tonight
With your love in my hold

By the sea and by the breeze
I will take you and make you mine
The winds of past will cease
Making you align

There will I be tonight
As the sun suddenly will dip
Biding us warm goodnight,
I'll sweeten your salty lip

On the north shore Hawaii
Where palms cool the tropic fuss
There we'll lie tonight
With stars watching over us

By the sea and by the breeze
I'll be yours and we'll…

i'd give up my life
for the one that is ours
that passes by lives
and not by the hours
and i'd give it glad
and as proud to lose
what did I get
for what do I choose

and i choose you, my dear lily,
over all of their roses
i wish i could take you really
but the guard never dozes
i beg the heavens to bring him sleep
i beg the darkness to shelter me
i beg the earth to let from deep
the flower i yearn to have with me

and i'd give all that i…

Pull up your shorts, mister!

Short 1

Laws of motion are
Just too rigid -

You stretch and
Reach out far

But your hand,
Awkard, as hands are,

Just won't get it.

Short 2

So you think:
You think: I
Gotcha?

But I think:
You think I
Got who?

Gotcha!

Short 3

I'd love you
On the desert
As I love you
In the bayou
And with you,
And no one lesser,
I'd love it
As I love you

Around my clumsy belly
Barbed wire tangles,
Giving me rusty creeps
Under absurd angles.
Scorners rally
Whenever I despair
And whenever I weep
I'm being unfair.

For though the wire is
My clothing this very moment,
Just how many miss
Even such ragged a garment?

In wet twists of dreams
Naked flesh appears,
Compelling in rupture
Or reducing to tears.
Puzzles me, the scheme,
It imprisons us all;
Is escaping this capture
The possible goal?

If at this level
Hide means conceal,
Well, we do revel
But do we reveal?

If discoveries we honor,
Surpassing every limit
Set up before…

With bellyful of oatmeal jewelry
After a Hard Night's sleep,
Satisfaction ain't no chivalry
But a promise one should keep!

It concerns me very little, then,
That darkness broke at noon,
And I drank willingly when
Proper was to use a spoon.

Lunch thus finished with delight
And a gourmet glimpse of Exotique,
Revealed me in all my might
As a naive romantic!