Poem

Straight From the Heart

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Picture

When you cry
You clean up your mind
When you smile
You fill up your soul.
Face of an angel
Soul of little child
Such a beautiful thing
In one piece of kind.

I saw you once,
I got your picture in my mind.

When you´re silent
You talk to yourself
When you speak
You express yourself
Blessed like an angel
Pretty like a little child
I got a vision of God
It was a little charm.

-Luis Miguel

Heart
Naked

you understand,
you deliver me..
into a well,
of frailty..
living off my innocence..
living off my loneliness..
every time i close my eyes i see,
your eyes reflecting back at me..
an ocean full of summer shines,
cries of reality..

no, he won't go away..
if you don't give him a reason to..
don't just give him now..
because -
you want me,
and i want you..

you reach my dimension,
in monotone..
you're open minded,
you're inside..
yes, you have drawn me in, but..
you always think you're right..

no, he won't go away..
if you don't give him a reason to..
don't just give him now..
because -
you want me,
and i want you..

-Matt(O7 12 1976@aol.com)

Heart
Flap Jacks Thru A Jack Eye

flap jacks flyin'
at the corner diner
made of rin tin tin
done the night
before gin gin
and stogie packs
left with clippies
burnin' my lip
sip sip
sippin' razor sharp
ole' sugarman
playin' some harp
by beatin' down store
waitin' on his score
of robo
or hobo
bagged wine
cravin' or savin'
some mo fo dime
to call Ruby night duty
she got hips lady
does her shady
dancin' chancin'
daddy long gone
maybe not
before the flap jacks
flip flopped
on the grill
caught the chill
of the bill
AA bing bang
dannnnnnng
wine done dang
dimed
my last dime
smoked up choked up
my last inhale
passed out pissed on
jail tails
smellin' flap jacks
across a roooom
like a Coltrane swoooom
stomach pain growl
gotta go Neal
gotta go Howl
jacked up the night owl
with a stick a butter
and a lickin'
of flap jack blues.

- Blue T@aol.com


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