selfish

let me hold the monopoly on your memories
because I'm selfish like that
give me
the good times
the bad times
the ones filled with laughter
those sentiments you captured
in pictures to be kept long after
the events have come to past
and when it gets tough
I want you to remember
how looking into my eyes
made you realize things would be alright
no matter what it seemed like, on the outside,
I want to be submerged and smuggled,
hidden in photos and dreams
and sections in between,
scents that linger
and song that trigger
memories .....because I'm selfish like that

let me hold the monopoly on your fantasies
because I'm selfish like that
I want
the kinky times
the freaky times
the ones with all things mushy
and romantically incline
that could make even the toughest
woman made out of hot molten rock erupt
and melt into warm lava
while she slips away inside your arms
until the morning sunlight comes.
give me those afternoon thoughts when
we've been apart for way too long,
and those pre-planned four play plots
from nights as you drive,
impatient and excited for the arrival home
just to act out everything
you mapped out
that you would do
to get me to that level of love supreme
just as you pictured
would happen inside your
fantasies ....because I'm selfish like that.

and in return I'd give you
the key to my soul
the book to my laughter
the movie about my heart
and the map
to show you the way back
to my eyes
just in case you forget the way
sometimes...
I've saved my touch
for you to come and stake and claim
selfishly keeping just so you can
treat my body, mind and soul as
your very own monopoly
as I sometimes tend to become
slightly selfish when making major decision
that happen to be just so important like that.





jfh-12/2008

4 u

4 u



You don't know how great you are,
while I can express it a thousand times
and say it in a thousand rhymes, all clever
carefully plotted lines composed of
the obvious off center climax.
You'll never truly know just how great you are,
so the acceptance of my gratitude you will
absorb in all your attitude like humble pie.
while that is the reason why you are ....
while that is the reason I love....
while that is the reason you become more...
while that is the reason that mere words..
You don't know..

unfinished poetry

Sometimes I begin to write things and never finish them...this is one of them....sometimes the ending pops into my head but my process is usually to not write things down so quickly like in the past but I let them sit and if I can remember it 3 weeks later...then it deserve ink and paper to make it offical...this is stuck between the two worlds.... I have no name or real ideal where it may end up but I worte it to begin with as I did know back then a month ago until my mood changed...so I think I might finish it or just scrape it and use the parts I like for a better piece...like

"I bet the earth quakes
with each walk of your step
as it becomes excited
to be underneath
the heat of your body,
I presume in that same position
I'd crumble too,"


that is the part I like more or so over the rest...I don't know...just me rambling...

*I know words are not spelled right and it looks a mess...this isn't a final stage so ignore all grammar woes*



you're so cool
the way your lips move
in that sly little curl and snare
can't help but stare
as you demand all eyes on you.
and I can feel your gaze penetrate my skin
so I begin to play it cool too

pretend like I don't notice
the amazing skills of your aroma
and how delicately
it wraps itself around the room
and creeps into my aura.

you're so cool
I bet the earth quakes
with each walk of your step
as it becomes excited
to be underneath
the heat of your body,
I presume in that same position
I'd crumble too,
shedding my outside ice cold boldness

pretend like I don't realize
the amazing ability of your fingertips
and how smoothly
they view every inch, every area
and sneak into my radius.

you're so cool
the sound of your voice dances
the melody so smooth the trees sway
hips second guess if they should
continue to be wallflowers
or begin to bend like the rest
that have become subdue

pretend like I don't acknowlegde
the amazing power of your gaze
and how digilently
it tastes the mood hidden inside of me
and breaks into my inner core

(to be continued or not....)