somrtimes
a poem is just
a love poem
somtimes
a poem
has it's own rhyme

your eyes are like starlight
late at night
they shine

your touch is soft
as softness
as soft as softness
could find

your voice
is, your voice is
a choice
i choose ta' hear

your beauty
is
beautiful

your love
is my every rhyme

when was the last time
when was the first time

the last & the first
un re-hurst

i see you there
out there somewhere

i see your face
an image i can't erase

i see you
a poem so true

a poem i rhyme
all the time

in my head
a poem. a love where i'm led


you have blond hair
or black
or red
blue yes
or green
or brown
but ya' always smile
there is no frown

you have kids
or no kids
or some kids
yet ta' be
by me
a family tree

you are a poem
a love poem

where are you
where do you be
where is love true
it be where you be