Just Because

Just because I love you and I want to love you more.

I had the florist person come and bring this to your door.

Just to let you know that it is you that I adore.

And I really, truly love you and I want to love you more!

Copyright 1995

Just A Thought In The Dark

The inner depths of your mind are true.
It tells the truth about me and you.
If you try to suppress what you feel inside,
You’ll soon realize that you’ve lied.

Copyright 1995

Inutility

Living life is often said
To be just only waste.
For after all, the time we have
Can fit in so little space.

So what’s the use of life like this,
There is no aim to me?
If all there is to life is death,
What could life’s purpose be?

So cruel the race we all must run,
To speed headlong to the end.
For no matter where we finish in the race,
Nobody really wins.

Copyright 1995

A Frog's World

If the whole world would turn to frogs,
Even all the animals from birds to hogs.

I’d hop around from dusk to dawn,
Feeling so unhappy and not knowing what’s going on.

There would be one hope deep in my mind.
That among all other frogs, it would be you I’d find.

If it wasn’t no more than to sit in the sun on a log.
Because deep in my heart, you’re top frog!

Copyright 1995

If I Were

If I were a pig,
I’d want you as slop.

If I were mop water,
I’d choose you for my mop.

If I were a bird,
I’d want you for my tree.

Whatever I am,
I just want you to be with me.

Copyright 1995

I Wish I Were

I wish I were your glasses
so I could always be in your sight
I wish I were your pillow
so you could squeeze and hold me tight

I wish I were your gloves
so I could always hold your hand
I wish I were your dresses
so I could be as close to you as I can

I wish I were your tea cups
so our lips could always meet
I wish I were all the telephones
so that you can always talk to me

To change myself into these things
is as impossible as ever
But what I really wish most of all
is that we were just together

Copyright 1995

Desires

What have I to do with women?
Do I really need them?
Can I afford to need them?

What’s the benefit of women?
Is there profit in them?

But I sense some satisfaction from women.
There’s a certain satisfaction that is felt,
Just from being around them.

But somehow the longer I’m with them,
The more this satisfaction turns to irritation.
Why?

I don’t know why.
Maybe it’s because that the longer I’m around women
I see them for what they really are…

People!
What! Women are people?
That’s disappointing, that shatters my ideals.

Ideally, women are glamorous.
Ideally, women are shy.
Ideally, women are cuddly.

Ideally, women are smart.
Ideally, women are sweet.
Ideally, women are worthy of much honor.

But if women are people,
Then women are like me!
So much for ideals.

If women are like me, they’re arrogant!
If women are like me, they’re proud!
If women are like me, they’re stupid!

If women are like me, they’re perfectionists!
If women are like me, they’re lazy!
If women are like me, they’re liars!

What have I to do with women?
I can’t afford to need them.
What I need are ideals!

Copyright 1995