I love you/it took me 15 years to find out how much I did/when I hold you/we fit like a tailor made suit/you help make my thoughts visible/its like you read my mind/and sometimes/you have me speechless/you know all my secrets/but you will never tell anybody/the only two I trust more than you/are my mama and Jesus/we go together like little kids and big dreams/I cant go a day without holding you/your title is my queen/I take your top off and we make love for hours/you speak to me with motions/and because of this/success is not mine/its ours/when I hold anything the way I hold you/I know you get jealous/because the next time we make love/nothing happens/my mind goes blank and you have no actions/so I use you always/to ensure mutual satisfaction/your body says focus/our creations draw attention/from all people/men and women/you stay near my hip/and the tighter I squeeze you/the better our relationship gets/so I squeeze you tight/which causes my vocabulary to become vivified/I found success with you when many have only tried/we go together like violins and symphonies/our chemistry is un-deniable/and now I know you were sent to me by destiny/you’re my missing ink/and I love bein with you/because when we are together/we always write
A further collection of poems, many from years in the Middle East, but also the California San Francisco and Central Coast areas (Santa Cruz, Carmel, Big Sur, Berkeley, etc.).
Contraband Marriage, traveling along the hemline of loving after incarceration, is a love story written in lyric and free form, set in reality with a different ever after.
Those last two lines made me laugh. Are you texting to one another or are you just writing love letters?
Ron