loveliest man
come out and play
show me your wit
for 'tis better that way
giveth me but a moment
to unveil such secrets strewn
you own my undivided attention
so bestow upon me
a bit of thy own gift
and I will bow
curved slightly at the waist's gentle
creasing
quite ready to listen to and address your woe
while sharing a bit of my own fonder fleecing
in other words
I shall uncover secrets you never even suspected
you had
its mere whimsy at work
a want of toting silliness out to greet you
why poetry is capable of making the mean hearted
mystical
beautify life
make such sweet memorable songs
out of cold words
before butchered up by
careless others
as words are God's most precious gift to man
so come now
won't you let me
share mine with you................
(March 11, 2000 1030pm)