REALLY?

REALLY? - I love you. - Really? - No, I hate you. - Really? - I want to kill you. - Really? - No, I want to kiss you. - Really? - Are you crazy? - Really? - Yes, you’re really crazy! - Really? *** TOO BAD! Love drives you crazy. Hate causes you to break. But you still love and you still hate. It’s just too bad to suffer so! *** IS IT? Is it the end of philosophy now that science has advanced so much? Are you kidding me? You haven’t seen anything yet! *** OLD MAN’S DILEMMA You’re a twenty-year-old gal and I’m over eighty years of age. My legs are weary, my knees are weak how can I manage to give you satisfaction? *** You are a twenty-year-old gal and I am over eighty years of age. My legs are tired, my knees are weak. How can I manage to climb up and down your belly? *** You're a twenty something gal. As for me, a senile old man eighty years of age with knuckles in the legs worn out and used up how can I ever manage the humping to your satisfaction! *** FLEETING IMAGE Spring is arriving, and your image fleetingly appears. My heart, once vacuous, suddenly finds life gorgeous. Raising my morning cup of tea in earnest I find solace that our love remains as beautiful and splendid as ever. *** WAVES At midnight, as the sea roars love's melody flows in and out, youthful and fresh. Echoing the waves that come and go with tenderness, I repay you with gratitude my sentimental dues. *** CRYSTAL I cover up her body with mine both of us totally nude her breasts clinging passionately to my breasts I pull her thighs closer to my parts we’ve never been so close to each other before my lips stuck to hers the sweetness of her tongue passes on to mine the sweetness I’ve never before experienced in my life last night in the magical dreamworld of my sleep. *** SEEING MY MUSE AGAIN For five years I couldn’t write a poem then just by being with her and seeing her radiant face my heart overflowed with such indescribable happiness that poetry came of itself without me trying at all. *** MUSE CALLING Something to write on something to write with a sudden surge in the simple heart and no mean feat achieved. *** WRITING A LOVE POEM ON THE HIGHWAY I love having sex with you so I do it with you night and day loving me, you let me have my way so I won’t get a lay somewhere else unsafe! *** FLASH POETRY Something to write on. Something to write with. Someone dear haunting your heart. Out of nowhere, a poet is born! *** IN THE FASHION OF FOLK RHYME ”When in love, you cut the areca nut in three instead of seven. When in hate, you cut it in ten in lieu of six.” Feeling for each other, we forgive and let go of it. Loving each other, we give all our lives to each other. *** AFTER THE EARTHSHAKING MOMENT I return to see you smile and not tears running down your rosy cheeks. I return to kiss you on your hair tresses that still exude the marvelous perfume of yesteryear. I return to recall the time you broke down and leaned upon my shoulder in that sudden earthshaking moment like a hurricane to strike my whole being all shook up. I return to find again paradise’s image scintillating in your gentle eyes and my soul regains the solace I find as I watch a ray of warm sunlight kissing you on the cheek. *** THE NON-DUAL DHARMA GATE You speak. I listen. transient images come and go in complete silence past, present, and future are not different, nor apart. *** IGUAZU FALLS AND MY LOVE All the misty droplets from Iguazu Falls can’t compare with my love for you, sweetheart. I’ve seen them with my own eyes, all these misty droplets, and you weren’t with me. I’ve been there, missing you. Yes darling, I’ve been missing you! Gotta be back, some day, with you. Gotta be back! We’ll be staying at the Rosy Hotel reigning over a panoramic view of the waterfalls to feel Nature’s wonder at its best, and to know my love for you is even greater than that my love ‘cause my love for you is always with me, while the sights and sounds of the waterfalls have become but long gone memories of a very short sojourn without you and missing you too much, yes darling, and missing you too much! *** TO MY EVERLASTING LOVE How can you tell me to give up love? when love is the very meaning of life, sweetheart? when every moment we spend together now is just beginning to become a memory to cherish. Ah, your heart is so wonderful! I’m holding it in my hands now, choked with emotion, unable to speak. What words can truly express the happiness overflowing amidst the tears of our homeland. Do you see? In this dark life, impoverished our lives are so boundless, because we are together. Isn't it magical, my love? Isn't it sweet, my love? So why don't you open your heart wide as in a past life we have found each other and until what future life we will be together for as long as it lasts. Why worry about tomorrow? when we are together when our story today has gathered all the past and future has frozen the story of a thousand lifetimes into every trembling minute. Don't worry so it will give you stress our love is soaring high to a wondrous land untouched by human footsteps. We will plant beautiful flowers our memories for eternity. Don't contradict me anymore sweetheart! ***