a couple beers
make that three and thinking of four
and trying to write poetry
not sure what happened with that, except
i would just rather spend an evening
on the balcony with you, drinking drafts
and watching the evening sky
ramble through shifting clouds
wish i was a better poet
but content with who i am
i want to poem you up with
all the romance you deserve
to float you on an orchid petal
purple and lush
how would you like that sport
o why didn't i pick a better cartoon character
to flirt you up with...to poem you with
i want to float away from sadness
where you take a kitty nap in the afternoon
to empty out the tears
i am reading beer caps, looking for inspiration
i guess i am capturing a moment and losing
track of time, but it is well spent
if it is spent nurturing you
i'm....i'm just me and even he
doesn't always know the way
to state street