Proposition #456

respect and treat me sweetly
this man wills the same

never hide concealed feelings 
air out angry triggered days 

please don’t pee on my fire
or stomp out visions wishful dreams 
only you I desire
happiness rarest treasure seen 

driest desert I’ve walked through 
long scenic route mapped both ways

tested trained strengthened 
ready for True Love today 

alone leads to loony tunes
solo a hand broken strange 
sweet ripe patience may rot soon 
vultures circle heart open mate.  


Day Gun