It is, again, so/
tempting to flirt, late, with you./
Wonder what you’ll do?

For you, I want to/
whisper sweet soft nothings so/
I can flirt with you.

Despite her head’s pain,/
she took care of mine, and so/
we were both happy.

A woman with brains/
called me an Artist today,/
and my whole world changed.

You know it’s a go/
for a radio show. Why/
do you still ask that?

As long as your sweet/
decoutage’ is milk creamy,/
like frommage, we’re fine.

I’m learning quickly:/
If someone is int’rested,/
they will show int’rest.

Originally, this was:
I’m learning quickly:/
If a woman’s int’rested,/
she’ll show interest.

Of the pizza no taste/
nor scent/
can be sent./
Such a waste!/
What a Pity!/
It’s soo deep-dish pretty.

Did you see/
my facebook poetry./
Bring your laptop/
and we’ll look it up! Aug 12 558pm

Poems of passion.
Passion of inspiration.
Retention of tension.
Release of frustration.

Inspired by passion,
she thrust past her frustration,
exploded her tension,
and gasped.