Tuesday, March 11, 2008

a quick poem

Written impromptu
To my heart I am true
Who am I
what do I want
Too Many questions
ask me why.

No more,
no never
still want to enjoy
my world never a toy

alone, hurt
all right take off
your shirt

man of my dreams
make me scream
alone full of passion
not the latest fashion

OK this is it
one day a hit
so goodnite