''''A Week Long Love...2016 Epicurial
TEN POEMS OF 2016...'''

As I trudge along the walking path of time
I lose all friends of mine so never mind
you will also one day some day
will also be lost not to be found

friends are a class breed like human seed
of which only one counts over millions
all others are like free coupons
lodge them in the tins of garbage
let loose such useless baggage
they have lost you on all counts

friends are only friends when free goes
a scotch round number two
replaced she relented my heart was palpitating she was very young
but like a Friday born really pretty

she earned my heart over the month gone
I knew she would relent as she had no clue
my eyes wear a magnetic look
I never stare but others know my smile
she relented come next week
I shall pull out your teeth
she was joking an appointment she gave instantly
smilingly grabbed the card
came home she will save the tooth
be it the last wish I'd owned

smiled...young as she was
knew my heart was not a sexy one
yet I don't know how hers I'd won
come next Sunday!

third in QQQqqqqq
well come in new bee
a sweet lover poet you be

swallows are a delight so is your poetry
as long as new comer guys and gals don't mistake
what by swallow you'd meant
being far away from the continent
still with a poet love of poetry cement
most importantly then poets like me
read without comment so why lament

many are like me I can see but I speak my mind
they churn only when they grind

Thank you ...today is a very hot day
the world over all say have a fanny night
all friendly hearts do say
twill be cooler hopefully, met guys relay

hey ---you have many
gals and guys around you today as always
look -just look at these deflowering flowers
hoping the night will be cooler as the standing stamen
side by side is smiling to enter we in hope! do live don't we!
you too so do ..o wee wee bee hot eh!

I have a bath five times love... how many times do you (giggle)
that is just too much information oo000 lover
''is that 5 times a day....... or 5 a year'' asked she
you are as humorous.....as I am five times a day ma'am
its Sahara desert here! you are where?
may be once in five years
hahaha...
I love humor it relishes my mind's tumor
nice knowing you stay warm then cool
to me it appears we are bathing
in the middle of Thames we swim
across all currents which within tides remain
but promise me hope and happiness
you shall sustain okay contain heat or no heat
the wildness of the winds will two poets retain... okay sustain!

after swimming in ah sweet cold water
another sperm added such a vast presentation
giving birth to petrichor

today after having read all comments
I have become sure
poetry is simply an emotion
nothing less, no more
the deprivation for seeding a poet's version
is all the more pronounced as poetic manure

some lose their son
others dads or moms
we all normally do a few hubby
some maybe a wifey too

what ever it may be loss is a loss
out of such human disparity comes out poetry
I miss kisses mostly
that's my only grouse
still my mind ensures
I do still arouse
as passers by like you
travel far and wide
as heavens smile
'tis my surmise...

how I wish I had met you before
so many above know that I only guffaw
like a circus clown no less no more
he's the ring master you I assure
many know I am carrying spare meat
waffle it they call it..

a pied piper me
I wouldn't mind being
if gal after gal came to me
like a storm as we warmed
they merged within
all the gals would give me pleasure
as a gift -will be a life long treasure

I would be the fatter one only
as gals continue to dance around me slowly
never would feel lonely
with a class of girlies

WE LOVE AND LIVE LIFE ONCE ONLY

let me be that lonesome pied piper
gals would dance with me with glee very very happily....

'twill be an honor to know
all about the picture
how so ever small or big
we all are simple participants
some wear pants some don't
men I mean lady poet
sure enough you don't

I shall be now away...
don't forget me
I know I won't be missed
but do daily devour me
from my this compiled poetry

another epic yet to be birthed
we all know how an anaconda looks like
compare with male's smart one that's friend the serpent
apples if you cut into two
there you find two seeds
one on left, the other right
that was testicles so injected
as an anaconda spewed
eve withdrew
then tasting apples hanging grew
thus were born we two
you and me...we and she
all over this world's progeny
the burden was shared by so many
that's why now we have only 7.5 billions...
be glad not too few all will add more 'tis true...

what a beauty like you
briefest poetry ever on life
the most beautiful are butterflies
shortest lives
before our eyes
butterfly dies

one more sperm added
you are the most pragmatic lady
ever born on the earth...your heaven...
let others go to hell...
they deserve that well..
the earth is heaven
if you wish to enjoy
when alive...

those who can't...
may alone in hell survive....
wish them well -scare them...
they will serve you well.
as you are masters of heaven
on mom earth...they in maybe hell
all will be awaiting a turn...they won't be able to tell...

Earth alone is Heaven
I can safely tell.....
I alone the cat do bell...
you can that spread...
we all enjoy our life...
as one can now yell...

I love my natural skin
white or black we all are equal
when born or dead
TO BE CONTINUED'''''''
Part Two Love Story
Nudity is my first love
I abandon clothes
some sex fully dressed
heaven knows what comes and goes

even heaven knows
they have no perfumed nose
skin is foreskin deep
let those guys without it weep

very good theory believe it daily
soul in real life is magnetism
after life it’s just a memory

peace love dialogue all is theory
lusty love only is our human life story
and this is poetry truly

moony looks after loony
those in hospy mainly very good
god comes in only
when we fail at all times
we must and have to look
after ourselves ...

Indie gals are a beauty
they marry not an Indie
but go live in Dubai/Amsty
golden city lots of money
churning milkiness when I imagined
this all laughed at me no god would do this
yes but genes can and would
a kid in a womb ---science reports
show me your tongue
'meeeeoooww'

well said man time flies
but leaves us behind
no...only time stands still
it’s we who fly at tangents...
just beautiful
see his greatest will

god has given all a mind
he works just doesn't grind
he alone has a mind!

(an armless painter
who lost both arms at 14)

I shall compose some other time
your poetry is nice be good rhyme
shine...
phoenix rises from ashes...
some humans are prone to self destruction
fellow poet...his bliss...
don’t fly kiss -her smile
while, while, all the while
as you do she shall come to you
as you fly

the pull of gravity is far less
than that of smile- ability hence smile
as a passionate simile...

wandering lovers poles apart
Oooooooooo
love has to be earned
by sacrificing a price
forget all vice
sexiness is lusty love is spicy
you eat rice others eat what else
do you know
you are young over here
so confess
your experience yet is far less
so love and lust
go hand in hand
play your own musical band
I am presently rolling on sand
hand in hand
entwined
with
Time
I mime