Whisky and Poetry
The look in your eyes,
smoldering ******,
begging good times.

A bold and beautiful Celtic Lass.

Emerald eyes and auburn hair 
make this Irish heart beat too fast.

I wish I could kiss her ruby red lips,
caress that creamy skin,
with my calloused fingertips. 

So stunning in moonlight,
My eyes drink her in.

A vision of innocence 
a portrait of sin.

Just a paperback cover
in a bookstore bin.

Polarized and filtered not reality,
A 35 mm dream girl 
I'll never truly see.

But in my mind she's mine
as long as I want her to be.

Through the magic of
Whisky, and Poetry.

Write a love rhyme
off the top of your head
post it in the comments below.

Valentine's Day
Is the day to say,
****, Silly, Romantic things
To make her heart soar,
cry, or sing.

I've drank myself blind 
trying to have a good time.

I've crashed my motorcycle in the rain.

I've jumped out of planes,
hopped rides on cargo trains.

Made love to women I never knew.

I've slept under a desert moon,
slept in the rain in June.

Did nearly everything in life
I wanted too.

And the only thing that
caused me real pain,
was not giving you a ring.

Because I found you way to late.
And I lost you way too soon.

Under my umbrella
rain hitting all around
getting wet anyway 
so I take it down.

I really don't mind
it's been a hot day,
and the rain seems to
wash all my blues away.

Rain covers my face like tears,
but they are of joy
not of pains or fears.

Into every life they say
some rain must fall.
But I'll not complain,
the sun always shines
brighter after the rain.

And as I said,
it's been a very hot day.

And this cool refreshing rain
was sorely needed anyway.

To My Valentine

You're not just the girl for me,
You're the world to me.

My first good morning,
my last goodnight.

When You're in my arms,
everything feels right.

The sound of you sleeping soothes My soul.

The warmth of your touch makes me feel whole.

Lying here in my arms,
the kiss of your lips,
the smell of your skin,
the curve of your hips,
in those moments the world disappears.

In those moments,
all that I hear
is two hearts beating.

Saying love is here.

So the billionaires tell us
we may feel a little pain,

but they're doing it all for us,
it's not for their gain.

Such noble men
these saints must be,
twisting the fabric of democracy.

How lucky am I that they do it all for me.

I'll tighten my belt and **** it up,
for the sake of my country's prosperity.

Seriously, 36 trillion is all they need!
Can that be done by making 300
million bleed?

Now I'm no mathematician,
but those numbers don't add up.

And as much as I hate to say it.

Honestly, I think we're ******!!!

Eyes on the prize 
See the truth not the lies. 
Open your heart and let the love flow through.

Take my hand walk with me,
share a laugh and a smile.

Let it all go for just a little while!
 
Don't worry about the future,
forget the past.

Life is just a moment,
a precious memory,
there is no way to make it last.

Moments and memories of Lovers and friends.
That's the prize that hides behind the lies.

No treasure of gold, will satisfy your soul,
only the love you give and receive.

And in the end,
I pray that you hold me in a way,
that lets me know that I was loved. 

Kiss me softly as I leave,
and please do not grieve.

Just remember how much I loved you.