Time flies

The whose,
and the whys,
and tha,
..., ...;

Tha food,
and the flies,
and tha,
..., ...;

Tha dudes,
and the lies,
and tha,
huh, uhuh;

Too much damn integrity,
no morals when in bed with me,
something someone said to me,
and tha,
and tha;

Loosing comprehension,
staring at gas colors,
on water's tension,
where the fuck,
did all the time go?

Now back to reality,
is it real - whats' inside of me?
Or did it die with you,
so long ago?

Past

And the time,
we were away,
a time of we,
was the time,
jokingly,
my heart thrown aside,
for a glance,
a crotch,
told me all,
about where I sat,
about our time together,
about what mattered.

Years past,
and even now,
something,
no note to you,
pulls down my heart.

And the pictures,
where is the proof,
you ever laid your arms upon me,
what suggested,
to anyone,
you wished to keep me near?

The only proof,
I have,
is the weight,
of my heart.

Flirt

When strangers grace you with poetry,
when a smile begins to bloom,
how can you not be uplifted,
and float upon the reflective waters,
playful in the surf of words?

What friend's eyes,
that tied to the heart,
employing lust and infatuation,
leads us to discover?

Hmm

Change of pace: