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YOU'RE...
the lady I adore,
the waves that kiss my shore,
delicious to the very core,
the beauty of my parlor,
the pearl in my harbor,
the brightness of my color,
the skin, I'm the pore,
the life of my galore,
the one I've waited for,
the dance, I am the floor,
the bell, I am the door,
the hole that I bore,
the major, I, the minor,
the jaws of my alligator,
the church, I am the pastor,
the sidewalk, I'm the vendor,
the actress, I'm the actor,
the girl, I am the suitor,
the sound when I snore,
the thunder in my roar,
next when I want more,
the glass when I pour,
the relief when I'm sore,
the "yes" to my favor,
the freshman, I'm the senior,
the folk of my lore,
the highest I can score,
the gold to my detector,
the motherboard to my processor,
the prize, I'm the gladiator,
the nurse, I'm the doctor,
the painting in my bastiador,
the water of my vapor,
the mother of my junior,
the sweetness to my flavor,
the dignity of my labor,
the knick-knack in my aparador,
the decision of my juror,
the wheels to my bapor,
the sabaw in my Knorr,
the town, I'm the mayor
the bill of this senator,
my private distributor,
the pupil, I, the mentor,
the brave imbestigador,
the reflection in my mirror,
the exoticness of my savor,
the estate, I'm the manor,
the grocery in my humble store,
the masterpiece, I'm the creator,
the bala of my tirador,
the correction to my error,
the "x" in my factor,
the field, I am the tractor,
the medal for my valor,
the museum, I, the curator,
the orchestra, I, the conductor,
the gel of my pompadour,
the simplicity to my candor,
the lightness to my stupor,
my cherie amour,
the shade to my visor,
my secret collaborator,
the prongs to my tinidor,
my last will executor,
the graduate, I'm the professor,
the ship, I'm the sailor,
the land, I, the surveyor,
the hue to my pallor,
the laughter to my humor,
the property, I'm the protector,
the sword of this matador,
the calmness to my terror,
the rule to my misbehavior,
my number one alaskador,
the run of my motor,
my telephone operator,
the art, I'm the collector,
the good news, I, the purveyor,
the tsunami to my tremor,
the polish to my armor,
the alto, I'm the tenor,
the load of my kargador,
the dress, I am the tailor,
the compass, I'm the locator,
the earth, I'm the equator,
the film, I'm the director,
the eagle, I'm the condor,
the wind for my burador,
the clemency to my squalor,
one worth dying for,
my only love forevermore...
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raining down on my creative
moments
still standing still
oh, that my creative powers
alight
from endless flights of wandering
close opening close
maddening acts of artless gaiety
time a-wasting nothing doing
night morning night
interweaving patterns of black
and white
white against black, black
against white
thin feasting thin
i can taste the sweetness coming
fulfilling wishes of the mind’s
eye
hush deafening hush
pushing, shoving adrenaline
rush
bearing down on grapes of leisure
copy inventing copy
...nothing new under the sun...
rearranging, reusing, recycling
why questioning why
groping for that ultimate satisfaction
whetting desires to see some
action
clutch offering clutch
free the innovative prisoner
of thoughts
celebrate endeavors of cerebration
still sitting still
refrain pathetic expressions
of rationale
stop raining down on my creative
moments
23 september 2005
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