poem no. 03

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What you got for me?

What have you brought to my jaded table?

Money

Good sex

Pillow talk

Where’s your heart?

Where’s your loyalty?

Where’s the trust?

My peace?

I bring relaxation baby

A full heart

Unquestionable loyalty

The blue prints to a wife

In sickness in health

Rich or poor

I bring new eyes

The sun to its feet

I take the liquor from your arrogant lips and become your water

I take the distraction of marijuana smoke

Out of your lungs and give you fresh air

A reason to be here a reason to see to be

And that’s all you got for me?

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