Hi. Do you ever/
in your busy day want to/
just hear me say: “Hi!”?

Tastes collided, like/
a chocolate tongue and sav’ry,/
moist lips, in my mouth.

Cupcake frosting is/
not meant to adorn grapefruit,/
yet, strangely, it works.

Those who bear so much/
burden, pain and stress, should learn/
to share these things, too.

No matter how bad/
or good your day is going,/
I’m thinking of you.

I have determined
that on-line dating’s a game
to most women.

They inspire a flame
and then, to remove all doubt,
they snuff it out.

I return, alone,/
to bed. You helped me make it,/
ate chocolate, and more.

Sisters and daughters./

Moms real and in embryo./

Most of all, just friends.