will i

i still hold on to hope
believing you will finally turn my way
and shelve your fears,
put on that lovely smile
and whisper into my ears.....

i wish to chase you down to the beaches
play with the sand on a sun fall
hold you tight on that cool breeze
and feel the warmth
and quivers of that lovely skin

but will i ever?
you have judged me for a few words
doubted me on unheard tales
yet the truth you hardly touch,.

why this platter empirically served
to i do you offer,
in such distaste?

GREETINGS

greetings i send from lands away,
besides sulken bowls of tears filled,
man is a friend yet a foe
to nay but he a brother tag bequeth,
greetings i send,
from lands away,
where this dark livery,
of a dying sun begets a mate,
but nay ....i wait,
and to roses that did fade,
of passions that did drown,
canned spinach would raise,
but lest a mind be popeyes',
but hey greetings i send,
to mates i never met,
and foes hiddden in scarlet kisses,
i breath,
and to same i bethink of thee.....