Tomatoes to you, Ketchup to me. It is more than a sexual poem, it is about expressing your feelings, about allowing a person to tear you open mind, body, and soul. Again, you see Tomatoes, I see Ketchup.
every poet has a MUSE. My MUSE at times dissapears, it moves around from place to place.... yet somehow, just when my Artistic side begins to slip, My MUSE comes to save me. =) Love my MUSE.
