weighs and means

you will probably break my

aorta and ventricle someday



i hope a couple million kisses

blush from you lips first

and your smile burns an image

onto my retina



and i hope our romance wears

the upholstery from the hotel sofa

at least twice



i worry beyond my means

and i exaggerate about

the fabric of a sofa



i feel ever so good about you



optimism is sometimes

only misguided reality

but reality is always

brewed from perception



my eyes are fine

with visions of you

and do not worry

i will not hire a cpa

for the kisses



those i will count

and measure myself



and if i make a mistake

i will gladly start again

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