The midnight streets
Howl viciously
Like a wild cat
In the jungle vines
...
There is no way to explain
Unending sorrow and grief,
No way to kiss a young girl’s cheek
In a way that would give her back
...
We were both sitting
In a little non-descript bar
...
This is a mystical night
Where the moon evaporates
Like joyous tears
Off some lover’s
...
She seductively sat
Upon my lap like a child,
Like a kindergartner
With proud innocent curls
...
Distant love
Makes us both cry;
So many disturbing tears
Fall like dying stars
...
T. S. Eliot and Ezra Pound
Are perfect;
Amber Lee is nearly perfect;
Tiffany is stunning;
...
Big city confusion,
Dazzling neon lights flash
Downtown intersection
Where exited people talk
...
On a summer morning, we smile at sunrise,
Plan to walk through fields of marigolds;
You have long hair and a slender body,
You have a necklace of jade
...