Poetry for the Bleak Spirit

- Christopher Kubasik

Temptation

Unbridled
Exciting
Intoxicating
Free

Restraint falls
Desire rises
The intoxication of the moment
Tension mounts

Caresses
Kisses
Exchanges
Embraces

She is free like the wind
Exciting as electricity
Engulfed in her waters
Trying not to drown

Friendship
Conscience
Restraint
Reason

They lift when I fall
They calm the fire
Conscience when I call
Restrain the desire

Yearning
Longing
Reaching
Gnawing

I see and want
To have and touch
What went wrong
To care so much

Life

Hey muther fucker man,
Hey muther fucker man.

That’s what they say,
On our streets today.

They won’t try,
To do the best that they can.
Just hang out,
Cool the day away.

Crusin’ down the street,
Play all day.
Don’t let nothin’
Get in the way.

Markin’ time,
Getting Trashed

Hey muther fucker man,
Hey muther fucker man.

Open Fantasy

Broad daylight
Early twilight
Dim candlelight
Bright moonlight

Picnics
Plays
Trips
Holidays

Across the table
Sharing thoughts
On the blanket
Exchanging secrets

Walks
Dancing
Talks
Romancing

Arm in arm
By the firelight
Lost in the charm
Eyes like starlight

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Last Updated: Monday March 17, 2003