I like to do it with you
Sleeping with you
Is like honey that melts in the mouth.
Suddenly all my desire for *** returns.

Low horizon sun
Slips across a polished floor
February sky

He asked me what I had been doing.
I had been writing two books of poetry. But since I could not sell them and they were not making money I said what he could understand. I said nothing.

He said if we can not have *** why have been talking so far.
- Because I want to be friends stupid ****.

Sophie and her family
Had once found
Two sicklish cub lionesses
In the forest.
And had decided to take them home;

They had a big garden.
So her father and she
Had decided to keep them;

The lionesses
Not only turned up healthy
But they even made cubs;

Sophie would go
And spend time with them
Regularly;

One day when she walked
Outside in the garden
And found the cubs reading the bible;

She got surprised;
«They are reading the bible?»
«My father has made them read the bible!»

«He certainly has got sense of humor!»
She thought to herself;
«What a prank!»

She made her way in the main road;
Meanwhile one of the cubs whispered to the other
Something about sin and eternal life;

«Just imagine the surprise of the lionesses,
When they see them.»
She said to herself;

She had walked for a while,
But then decided,
That she would take the book away from them;

But when she returned,
She already found them chewing
And biting on the book;

As i woke up in the morning,
My boyfriend’s cat
Entered in the room;
She did not know me well yet.
So I kept calling at her
To come nearby
As I was laying;
Reluctant in the beginning.
Finally she gave in
And hopped in the bed;
She came nearby
And with her chin
Touched my face,
And kept on rubbing my cheek;
«This is the code of this little alien to say hi!»
I said to myself;
«Why does she do it?»
I often wonder about these things;
Later on, we went away from his house.
As he accompanied me to my work;
When we were separating,
I went nearby my lover,
And with my face
Touched his face;
All of a sudden
I was reminded of the little alien
Of the morning;
I am doing the same thing.
And yes, it is not helping me,
To understand:
Why? or How?
Silently I headed on towards my workplace;

He is sleeping.
And I have taken time
To watch and enjoy him;
He is wearing a white undershirt,
That shows his white arms
And smooth skin;
The line of his muscles,
Play with the light.
And I can not but fix my eyes
On his strength coming out
And evaporating in the room;
A handsome flexible animal.
Designed to be fast and effective;
A beautiful leopard.
Fleeing over the green heaven;
This is he,
With his long and large muscles
On his legs
And arms;
With his strong and flexible spine;
He is my lover,
Companion, exotic animal.
Inspired by no one but his own strength and exuberance;