PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

You loaded your raygun

Sentenced to my sentences

You climbed the beanstalk

And fought the sleeping giant at the gate



I found the needle in your haystack

I popped the helium balloons with it

I piloted the search-n-rocket rescue

But I crashed upon the table



I followed your angry bear traps

Sprung them each with fear

Tell me we were meant for us

I've seen the tribal ears



Now and then a random caterpillar

Hid upon my brow

But it's time to look upon it

And take action now



I want you in my dreamland

You're my land of starry night

Let me be the man on your moon

And the breath within your light



you're my metaphore

you're my cider's high

you're my ancient turtle

you're my leather embarassment

you're my apple worm

you're my frogs on christmas

you're my christmas eve

you're my electronica



When everyday is christmas eve

I can't just reat your eyes

Just a lesson of patience

And an opening of hearts

That I will never grasp