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Hungry Hungry Hugger

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More please.

More please.

Forgive
The annoyance
But I feel
right at home
When my heart
Feels The drum
Of another/similar Heart beat…

More please.

More please.

tantalizing
Is the power
Of your attention,
For It gives me
that boost,
I can only equate
To my favorite morning coffee…

More please.

More please.

I want,
I crave,
I need,
And if I can’t
Have
Then I ask
you cut me off swiftly…

Those who cling
Beg for more.

And I do so
Shamelessly.

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2nd Shift

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Fascinations
They Tickle.

While the theory of relativity
Trickles.

Deeper & deeper
Down
Into this place
That converts
passions of fire
Into
a millions of tiny
Icicles.

Jaded
I am,
But it’s
just a little.

Confusion
Hardly ever
dances
With the simple.

Yet here I am
Tied up
With so many strings attached
I can’t find my way off
of this never ending thimble…

Once I do
And I’m unstuck from the glue

I hide & I seek,

For the magnets
That grab my attention

And often keep,

Me in this realm
I consider
Very bitter
& very sweet,

Because when we meet
It’s very brief
& when you leave
It kinda stings.

I’m not
Too sure
Exactly
What
it
Really
means,

But your touch
In seriousness
Energizes
me…

I swear when we
lock hands
It’s for at least
a couple seconds,

And I’m not too sure
Who’s not letting go
For the moment though
It’s
heaven.

No worries
Just curiosity
On whether
If it my pulse
That’s trembling.

I’d be lying
If I said
Stealing a kiss
Wasn’t tempting.

It’s a constant fight
Between
The beast
& the gentlemen.

Oh how
The simplest
Of things
Get me double guessing.

Casper the…

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As I attempt
To find a difference,
I also search
For something more.

Seeking the traits
Of those, That are gone,
Like an habitual
Anxious chore.

I’m seeing
The same ol’ thing,
Further straining the eyes
That quickly sore…………..

Why do I
Miss you so,
Why do I
Find you in others?

Why do I hate iT
When I find iT
If at worst
We were lovers.

You caught the bug
Well before I
& by the time I
Caught it, it was over.

The memory of you
Is enhanced with strong drink,
Further pushing me off
Of sober………..

My eyes,
They play tricks,
Or you’re everywhere
That I AM.

You get prettier
Each time
Dragging me deeper
Into damn.

What unfinished business
Do I have,
I don’t
understand.

Lost is the ghost
That isn’t ready to leave,
The in-between of this
Slow dance /Forbidden land.

To a Happy New Year

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Does a new year

Really stand for a new you?

Juggling demons

Isn’t the same

as slaying them

That,

Is True….

I’ll be frank

Excuses aren’t my aim

Or what I plan on

“Trying to do”.

I truly want

to be,

New…..

There are too many vices

To ween off of slowly

Or diffuse.

Having to break down walls

Sounds exhausting,

But the hauntings

Aren’t cute…

I’m not hard

To be found

But I’ve hidden far away

enough

To miss a few cues…

Some would think

I’ve died away,

There’s parts that are,

However

It’s in the realm

Of altering views.

That my comedic

Inability to express,

Has pigeon tied me to…

To be Bold

Is to be Brave

What’s more different

Then what herds follow & choose?

The years

(If we’re lucky)

Pass often enough

(Some unfortunately)

In repeat,

Until we decide

On something to do….

What that something is

Relies

Entirely

On You.

Free Fallin’

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It’s like I
Have no control
Of my feelings
And what i do.

I jump out
With no safety net
Or idea
On what the landing will do.

Some live life
Overly Calculated
Others
With no clue.

I’m doing this
Awkward off beat
Dance
Between the two.

But…..

If you don’t
Take a chance
There’s no telling
What will come through.

For lack of a better term of phrase

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Patience
Has never been
My
Strong suit.

If I don’t get
What I want
Right away
Then it’s on
to something new.

Usually
Forgetting
If not neglecting
All that I hold true.

However this time
I’m waiting
like I’ve never
Ever wanted to.

And Never
Have I ever
wanted like
I want you.

Writing rhymes & riddles
In poems
For days
Like Its THE
Only thing to do.

Hoping it grabs
Your attention
And you understand
I’m not just trying to do
What iT is that most dudes do.

I love
Your everything’s
Especially
That In which
you boast to…

It’s no wonder
Why I wonder
So much about you
During/throughout the day.

What are you doing?
How are you feeling?
Did you get your sleep?
Have you gotten home safe?

If I get
No response
I tend to worry
As If I said something,
the wrong way.

I know
I throw out too much
All at once
And words can flip
like bullets ricochet…

Is that
My subtle clue
That I should
Slowly slip away?

Probably,
Since my fascinations
Could just be
An inconvenient phase.

That kick started
Soon as I was victim
To your “idgaf
about you” face.

Charm is
Often deceitful
& beauty is
Usually vain.

I’ve been too scared
To ask your spiritual views
Regardless
I hold you on high to be praised…

You are no longer
Forced to
be around me,
So in essence
You’re free.

I’ll leave
My Ramblings
To “random” pictures
That register to others
As simply amusing.

Spilling my heart
Like Easy come/Easy go,
Freddie preached
To those
Unassuming.

YhWh
Build me
With Super strength
The devil drugged me
With that’s confusing.

Oh Won’t You Be My Neighbor

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I keep
my self busy
To
distract
the holy lonely.
I try my best,
Not to
think of you…

The itch
scratches at me
Like it’s my
one & only.
So like
an old habit,
I reach
for you…

The past visits
with
temptation
baring gifts.
Giving me
the feels,
Like I got
nothing better to do….

I sit and I stare
As I
adore you
At work,
You never
Look back.
Making me worry
what I mean
To you…

I look into
The mirror
Reflecting my
Thoughts
a bit deeper,
And no one
can prove
That they’re not true…

So like
A good
Neighbor
Who stitches
Dreams
& concepts together,
i can’t picture
Any sweater
That’ll fit me
Much better
Than you….