Don't Want to Foxtrot

Daydreaming in the park,
    after dark,
Unexpectedly fell asleep.
I arouse to find myself dressed in an ebony tux, cravat, and oxford on my feet;
   Drape in white ruffles, cufflinks, and a pocket watch.
An unconscious life, rages to riches, pending the time of great darkness,

Observing in the shadows of dusk, a woman in a flaxen sheath,
Stunning as she appears, her actions of unproblematic heartless,
That incredibleness about her captures my attention, so I pursued her along.
Hypnotize in her presence;
    mesmerize to her essence;

Take back my lovely secret,
   but her heart I want to keep it.
My love for her is the deepest,
   hours of effortful days but yet sleepless.

Pacing on concrete,
  the rhythm to my heartbeat;
As we danced on Love Street.

I am following her; I have no idea where we are going.
I want to turn away, but her amazement has me towing;
  mind blowing;
Where is she taking me? Clueless, as I am concern.
My passion towards her has me in yearning;
  What am I learning?

Nothing, she is teaching me;
The light poles illuminate on Beats Street;
The sidewalks lights up like Billy Jay;
The light signals do not know what to say.
The cars stand still like motionless speakers;
Lead me up a handle less knoll like an inverted beaker.

When I arrived there, people were fully clad to their best.
Men were wearing silk vests on their chest.
Women in high-heels and their festive ball dress.
Everyone’s in fancy fashion with masks on their face.
I am questioning what kind of place--
  is this.

She then begins to put me in
   the middle of the dance floor.
I replied, with my facial expression,
I rather not soar.
Just wants to observe everyone else dancing.

I knew she was hazardous the minute she first appeared.
She has me in a trance by the way my fears disappeared.
Persuading me to the dance floor,
Pirouette me around.
Purloin my soul on the dance floor, twirling me around and around.

Shocked to how tremendous my feet performed on the ground.
My body’s movement towards this zouk sound;
And her amazing sway in that sheath gowned;
Expression on my face, zounds;
As we started to get down.

Now clearing the dance floor,
Openhanded us two to merely dance.
Except I’m wasn’t interested,
But she wasn’t granting me any chance--
  to escape,

As I’m heaving away,
She insisted I be obliged to,
But I all of a sudden awoke,
Because foxtrot is something, I do not want to do.

More Than Money

http://authspot.com/poetry/more-than-money/

My psyche mentally
has been talking
to the walls of books on the shelf,
who speak but are unspoken

Those tacit expressions
are the ones
who analyze my soul
with appreciation accepted by ways of a token

Not hoping or wishing
that’ll lead
my compassion into pain
and my heart to be broken

Just great effort and striving
to having an achievement
of my goals and dreams
to be awoken

Someone Else

I want to breathe the air of someone else

I want to live the life of you

Who I am I wish to not bothered

My mood ring has turned blue

I fancy those thing you have

When I strive to do so I never succeed

Your life is bright and wonderful

My life is filled with greed

Someday I hope it will change

Someday I wish to be you

That life that you’re living

I wish someday be me too

Walking on Astronomy

My spaceship astronavigate in the course of your excellence;
As our planet detached, we go to war like Mars versus Venus.
This dispute amongst us produces frenzy.
Establishing a confrontation off visceral towards your territory.

We then commence to converge each other’s essence.
Positioning our individuality to progress into an aggregate
Adhesive to your foundation ardor,
Shifting my tool unhurriedly,

Allowing our ambiance compose nourishing off the Sun.
Astonishing variance elicits my cannon to erupt precipitately.
Discomfiture guides me near departure.
Deserting her to experience despondency,

Currently wandering my footprints on the Moon,
Philosophy myself what on Earth transpire.
This inferno within me requisite furor to eradicate her,
As opposed to my rocket launching in advance, outcome disturbance

Definition of Finding Love/Hancock

We are born with one heart
But love needs two
It’s out there somewhere
Breathing without do

You’ll never find true love
Just settle for what’s best
Fifty percent chance it might not work out
The other percent is filled with zest

When you have located that other
You become enervated,
The mode love is in excess of
Immortal of our essence intimidated

Peace captures the world
You and I are undefeated
It was made to persist eternally
No necessity too mistreat it

At a distance, its heartbeats mortal
Implying that living isolated perpetually
Wouldn’t you rather find
Instead of no love but engaging into erotically

Unfulfilled by your choice
You’ve chosen affection devoid of love
So in your empathy you cheat
Incompatible to your charming dove

If you ever discover yours one day
Then you will comprehend
That love is...
What your living is intend

Cold Summer

One lonely me and four sturdy gentlemen;
Approaching slowly, increasing my adrenaline.
Darkness in the air, solitude all around;
Deafening voices shouting, deficient a sound.

Strenght of will, they've taken;
Heart of a fearless, they've broken.
With valor, as I fought back;
Sympathy beneath incomprehension, was what they lack.

Too save a life for the risk of mine;
Contemplation left me out of time.
Drowning in the mist of my soul;
Realizing that my heart of gold--

resides in the carseat.
Unnoticed and at normal heartbeat.
The attacker proceeds, to fulfill his need;
Hoping his wire, will soon transpire.

When you strive to do so,
You never give up.
He desired to achieve his goal;
and my existence perish out of luck.

Living on was my gold charm;
Silent angels put her in heavens arms.
Protecting her safely and watching her every step.
In reliable care is where she is kept.

Now Lisa...with Jason

Your heart wasn’t meant to be;
My heart wasn’t meant for me.
Yours was damaged and that made you cry.
Mine was broken and that made me die.
Like a sailboat floating away,
On to a sunrise of a brighter day.

Your love is suppose to be valued highly,
Unappreciated of those with no smiley--
faces, just braces, blocking love cubicle.
So this gray area poses your unbeautiful--
features, kept secret of your astonishing appeal.
Startling shock to my heart if looks could kill.

Then recovered by your lovely smothers;
Knowing that I wouldn’t covet to be with another.
You and I join forces to build a great empire.
Motivate my courage enough to it inspires--
me to never fall backward on this ride,
Hopefully you’ll be seated on the passenger side.