FireRocket

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A fire-rocket with a pup ducted taped.

A boy amused with spark to light fuse.

A mom scolds as blast-off unfolds.

A moment being of being bold,

The boy lights, the pup flies, the mom cries,

and woes, and screams, and dreams flies!

My Very Sappy Elephant Love

 

Here the moment lies, where I have devised, this masterful plan of flower in trunk, in hopes to present to you how-I-am-so-hunk.
Because you know as they say, it's all a matter of confidence and though to you it's not evident, you are my one hundred percent.

And if I may plead innocence, I would say,  

Will you allow us to sit and see what is your type of romance, because if I may say I think we deserve a stampeding chance, to have one of them trunk-intertwine-earth-shake-kind-of-dance, of lovers spit and a moments quit, to come back and say, I miss you today, and that even though we're pachyderms we do possess loving terms, to not let our thick skin prevent us to feel, that maybe you and I can be real.

So no need to run for I don't intend to hold you down, for gravity should suffice enough to keep you ground. 

But for all I ask is that when you look around, that you choose to see me, the elephant with flower in trunk, in hopes to be your hunk, that you'd want a chunk of, so that we may possess the best love.

Heavy weights, but lighter than air; for the moment you stand next to I, is the moment we're able to fly.

Dharma

Naked upon your palm.
Rainbow'd by your sexy brows,
Your eyes, sultry and shiny; focuses on me.
My will is carried away by the wind you breathe.
I'm blown by your charm; undressing me.
Bare and embarrassed by who I am;

i resort to cover up.

Dare I to tempt the cosmic order of things?
And reveal what I hold dear.
It isn't sex, don't feed the cliche.
It's the ability of humility,
To come out and say...

"I think you're kind of cool, the kind I like on summer days.

I think you're kind of hot, the type I like when breaths are frothed.

I think I like your smile, the curl I like about your lips.

I think I like your stare, the shape they make when you look.

I think I like the contradiction, of you and I, and me and you.

So how about you say, we spend some time, go pass the hours of our curfew, and take a moment just for two"

Invisible

What I like to believe...