AaI Harvey Poems
To My Wife: The Love Of My Life
To My Wife:
The Love of My Life.
This is a poem written in two thousand and eleven.
This shall start the count down, to the day I find my Heaven.
If by the end of my life, I never found a wife to lay in bed with;
Then consider my life a waste,
For every wish of love never did become real…
It only became myth.
The story of the peasant boy,
Who became a hero.
He slayed all his demons,
Even though he felt like a zero.
He believed in true love,
From the second he was conceived.
He found an illusion of what love was,
Plant A Thought
Plant a thought
Mixed up Human, Chemical imbalance.
Build a tree or plant a Zen romance.
Tip the scales and put it back in your hands.
Roll a paper, then just sit back and relax.