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“And I’ll announce my coming with a different call,
I’ll change the ‘Ho, Ho Ho’s’…to just ‘Hello you all’!
I aim to please, not to offend
There’s not a rule that I will bend.”

" I shall not be a-judgmental; gays who they might be,
Shall decorate the mantles so bright and Christmassy.
Tis peace to all good people around our Universe
Nothing like some gaiety shall ere be deemed perverse.

These are special charges," the Judge said thoughtfully,
Times have changed, and the question is, must we?"
I should throw the book at you; I can't be more direct
Christmas must be safer, more politically correct.

" I object," the Lawyer spoke, "this man has done no wrong!
He's never had a record; he's done this all lifelong.
And how he does it in one night remains a mystery,
Please, I say, do not change the very course of history!"

Judge pondered for a moment; waived his gavel in the air,
And banged it on the bench with wise judicial flair.
Then smiled and faced the jury of his peers
Who happened to be little kids, wise beyond their years.

“It’s time for you to have your say.
Shall we send Santa on his sleigh?
Is he guilty girls and boys?”
’No,” they yelled. “We want out toys”

The judge then faced the crowd.
“Tis Christmas eve,” he spoke aloud,
“And homes across the world shine bright
Waiting for Santa to make it all alright.”

"I have made my decision. I hope you understand,"
The old Judge said, as he stood and raised his hand.
"Tis true this jolly man is really not so bad,
I will not be the one to make the children sad.

"Let's plow through all this stuff and lengthy litigation
With circumstantial evidence for each accusation,
I won't be remembered for creating Santa-cide
And terminating Christmastide."

"Santa is a good guy, which tradition does imply
I do not believe that he would stoop to tell a lie.
Nor be a risk to any one, no fine will be imposed.
This man is not guilty; I say the case be closed.

The setting sun caresses
curtains eyelashes
heavy from kisses
black night
insomnia.
Just like your lips used to be
and hands wading
on my body map.
Last flash of rays
drowns in hair
like your breath
on the neck, in the bend of the hand.
I don't remember now
legs and hands entwined
moments of desire
and your appetite weight.
Twilight remained
with a last sigh
singing lullaby

...when it was raining
I had my window open
The evening was full of pounding
Music
I had no mind to get traped
In my room
I wanted to get out
Besides all those noise
I wanted to breadth out
There
I have waited for you
By the door
I could have collieded
In kiss
But
You have never come
I waited for you
All through the Evening
For a touch of you
And tremble in cold
The wind gave me
In the absense of
You....

A sensuous experience,
Can rise in many ways.
Delicious taste or setting sun,
Can each our senses raise.

But a sensuous encounter,
Between two loving souls,
Can light a fire within their loins,
And stoke the glowing coals.

As passions rise, the feelings grow,
To such intensity,
That they may tend to overwhelm,
In sensuous degree.

So when the passion's all been spent,
And breathing starts to slow,
Then what could be more sensuous,
Than love's sweet afterglow?

Finally comes the cuddling,
The sensuous embrace,
Entwined as one in soft repose,
Our senses face to face.

Many a day I've wished, through the futility of time
That love's immortality would come one day to be mine,
But each day that I've wished brings ever the same,
For each day that I've wished has ended in vain!

O' for a love everlasting; O'for its heavenly grace,
Yet each day always begins with a vacant embrace;
O' I've wished and I've wished, but resultantly the same
Comes darker the day, for it has ended in vain!

Alone each day I remain, for nothing comes to redeem,
Tho' each tomorrow is kept by an amorous dream,
But as each day dawns the night falls ever the same,
For each day that I've wished has ended in vain!

O' in the firmament of love I am never to stand,
As inevitably thus my fate seems to demand,
Yet onward I wish through the darkness of pain
While seeking the day that has not ended in vain!

O' for one true love; O' for a love immortal of mine,
Then this I'd grace with each moment through time,
And then I'd wish no more for that everlasting flame,
Which has brought each day that has ended in vain!

Upon many a day I've wished for just one love to keep,
I've wished each night for this that haunts me in sleep;
O' I've wished for the love that will lighten my bane
Of seeing each day that has ended in vain!

Mommy I'm sorry if my first letter made you cry
To be honest with you I don't think that I wanna die
Sometimes I feel like that I'm cancerous in others lives
Thats probably why I drink at night and sleep till 4 or 5
It's kinda hard walking through life with my distorted eyes
When I was younger I was stupid and I thought I thrived
I thought alot about everything I said in the letter
And questioned whether or not if I was dead you'd be better
You think my shorty would be happy if I never met her
It's too late now mommy I could never forget her
Could never forget how she told me to love
Cuz my father and my grandmother is always above
It's glory above you know that daddy taught me to thug
And everytime we was with nanny she'd bombard me with hugs
I MISS 'EM mommy and it's hard to believe
That I'm grown and I don't understand it - why did they leave

Mommy I think Im'a that try to stick around a while
I got a niece and my nephews they need me around a while
I think they need me cuz they hittin that age
And they ain't tryin to speak to Lenny cuz they spittin' they rage
And mommy speakin of Lenny I think my brother need me
And we Italian so you know my mother loved to feed me
And it's the little things you do for me that make it worth it
Like when I play a joint that we did and you say it's perfect
And when Jay got knocked you knew that I was hurt
You told me put all of my heart in a song and it worked
I promised him I'd be there when he got out the bing
You ain't raised me to be a liar ma' thats not my thing
I told him that I'd hold him down the whole time that he gone
they kept him locked in a cage but thats cool cuz hes strong
so mommy keep that first letter I wrote you on the low
I think I wanna stay alive and see if I can grow

Dream
medicine for the soul
oblivion.
Dream
colorful fairy tale,
with a happy ending.
Dream
cyclical phase
REM.
Dream
desire and realism
eternal struggle.
Dream
so why me
accompanied
nightmare?

I sank my face
in heavy rain
seeking relief.
I thought it would be easier
when will wash away my desires
I wanted to wash my longing
remove all defeats
forget the past
quench my sorrows.
I washed my hair with streams
to be a more greener
and dried them with the wind
blowing from the sea.
I took rain drops
in the vessel of my hands
and I watered my lips
let water protect them.
And for a moment I forgot
about all my life
listening to rain drops
washing my body secretly.

I used to know this woman who had the most beautiful
tattooes on the top sides of both of her hands
She was forty-three years old and as far as I know
had never yet been with a man
It's not that she wasn't attractive;
she was beautiful, but it was the way that she interacted
She was aggresively passive to the point where she
would've intimidated any mitt that ever tried to catch it
on the right hand she had a tattooe of a nude girl
she claimed it is what God resembled
but on the left she had a mirrored image of the same female
and this one she explained looked like the devil
I remember once watching her touch her own breasts
how the tattooes smiled as they stared down her stomach
as if anticipating when they'd be allowed to caress
the sweet flower that they both seemed too hungry (sweet flower)
Now maybe I was high but it felt so right
heaven and hell both take to this woman's womb
It didn't make sense how she could commence
touching herself with me wide awake in the same room
but if I've learned anything in my years
I learned I no longer believe in surprise
but what happened next damn near stold my tears
the tattooes came alive right in front of my eyes
they both slowly stood up and climbed off her hands
and showed me why she never took some time with a man
they climbed deep inside of this woman's garden
she closed her eyes and she gently bit her bottom lip
I stepped I left and I don't regret leaving
and I'd never forget all the things I saw that evening
a glimpse of religion a piece of coming closer
to understanding more about what intrigues me most
I didn't get turned on I just got turned
I wasn't as aroused as I was concerned
for each one of em I've hurt
and every time I've been burned
I've got a lot to teach but even more to learn
so now I keep my eyes open hoping to take in all I can
about women taking in all she can
And for as long as I breathe I'll save receipt in my memory
for that woman with the tattooed hands

There's good and evil in each individual fire
Identifies needs and feeds our desire
As long as we keep our spirit inspired
She can bite her bottom lip all she wants

You said
so many desires in us
longings.
And I believed in every word.
You said
your appearance
deep in my eyes
sunk.
I gave in to feelings.
You said
so many emotions, desires
I can not sleep at night.
I haven't slept with you
But that day has come
and everything you wrote about
run out
and my eyes remain
wide open.