Cheesy Poem

Sometimes I talk to my dreams

I told him I hate
his gung-ho spontaneity
self-possession
and especially his obsession
with reality

that I hate  
his ability to spin pleasure
from naught  
even if it is due in part  
to his fine choices
for freedom

I told him I hate
the way he coos to transience
and reveals character
with simplicity  
and silence

But I didn't tell him aloud
what really bothers me
though my conscious
could almost hear it said-

I left out that I hate
how the tensity in my shoulders
evaporates
when he's entered
the atmosphere

and I failed to mention  
that I hate  
when he hints the hard stuff
because he knows  
I'll catch it
and take it better that way

I didn't tell him I hate
that he's the primary place  
I happen upon happiness
and inspiration

And what I hate    
most of all, is that  
I'll wake
to find him still
a dream

Why didn't I say it then?
Large Marge
You fat hen
Sweetie I love the taste of your soap
It gives me arising hope
I really love it when we smoke
Sometimes, even do some coke
Cheesy isn't mine
Cheese not yours
Cheesy is an easy slease
I want to fuck cheese
please?

"Even If....lol"
by:  Eric L. Boddie

No matter what happens you will forever hold my heart
It is only your sight from which I hope to never part
Even if you deny me your Love, you will still have mine
Even if you lose your watch, you will have my time
Even if you get the crabs, I will pick each one from your frame
Even if you get the claps, I will applaud just the same
Even if you get herpes, I will want some cold sores made
Even if you get the worst, I will surely share your AIDS
And even if you are the girl, that the entire county knows is easy
I will be here because what did you expect....they said to make it cheesy....lmao

[center]Love: Indefinite




Love
A maze  
A swindle-a trickster  
A sadist master  
An intense spell  
A mountain range  
which never ends  
 
A giant amorphous amoeba  
changing-evolving  
bitter-distant  
brittle-constant  
 
The long song  
that never stops  
the lone silhouette  
that never leaves  
 
The blinding white room  
in the murkiest part  
of your mind  
 
Love-the receptacle  
with million proboscises  
that get attached to you  
seeking-flowing-united  
 
Love-the empty ocean  
of airless ecstasy  
the continual imagery  
of limitless dreams  
in utter dreamlessness  
 
The overlapping tangent universe  
The pregnant river  
The prominent silver diskette  
The majestic sun  
The pristine unicorn  
The profound expanse of wave  
building on top of each other  
a supertide
 
and the giant swirling water wall  
catapulting you inside the womb  
the womb of dimensions  
real-surreal-unreal  
plaintive-prosaic-pliant  
 
Love-the sustained chain reaction  
of ephemeral lives and life scripts  
and analogous life stories  
 
The colossal amphitheatre  
of mind and matter  
where acts are abrupt  
and actors candid-compelling
 
Curtain calls often mark beginning  
and midway transitions-the end
 
Ambiguous algorithm of needs  
and nuances and names  
 
A nebula of enigmatic flux  
Love-mystic and myriad  
A marvel and yet so mundane  
like a marsupial gazing from the pouch  
 
And yet if you turn the pages  
you could burn the pages  
still the lilt and the languor  
would permeate the air  
as the vessels might dissolve  
but the elixir attains dissolution  
 
Love-the breeze across the trees  
the germinating small sprout  
 
Love...[/center]

Life 500

five hundred laps
till the end of our life

you quit after the fortieth

grabbing onto my tailpipe
you ride freely

four hundred fifty laps in
I finally hit my brakes

you fly off

dumbfounded
you stand and watch

slightly concerned
you latch on again

four hundred seventy
I hit them harder
making you soar

four hundred eighty
you can’t catch up

panicked now
you decide to drive again

four hundred ninety-nine
and
you expect to win the race?

I seek shelter
in your religion.
Superstitious future..
I hold no candle
to your
heroic routine.
I pray one day
i'll measure up
to your
sperm count
God only knows
I should.

wowowowowow, how in cheese name, can I judge? all are great cheeese, damn.

The I Love You Equation
143 means I LOVE YOU
Two multiplied by one is two
Three roses for you
Plus a dozen of chocolates too

If you'll say yes
I'll give you one whole of my heart
But if not
You'll divide my heart into parts

Lucky you know I love eight
But if you just fool me
I'll give you the reciprocal of love
which is hate

Whenever you come around
I'm always on the 12km run
I just want you to know
You're my number one

Twenty-four hours a day
I think of you
For forty-eight years
I can wait for you

I subtracted my pride
just for you
This is the only formula
to have you
Trial and error
is the way to get you
A hundred percent
I love you

Eventhough you don't like me
Still my love is constant
Never changing
Everlasting
Like Mathematics
which is improving

The I Love You Equation

143 means I LOVE YOU
Two multiplied by one is two
Three roses for you
Plus a dozen of chocolates too

If you'll say yes
I'll give you one whole of my heart
But if not
You'll divide my heart into parts

Lucky you know I love eight
But if you just fool me
I'll give you the reciprocal of love
which is hate

Whenever you come around
I'm always on the 12km run
I just want you to know
You're my number one

Twenty-four hours a day
I think of you
For forty-eight years
I can wait for you

I subtracted my pride
just for you
This is the only formula
to have you
Trial and error
is the way to get you
A hundred percent
I love you

Eventhough you don't like me
Still my love is constant
Never changing
Everlasting
Like Mathematics
which is improving

UNEXPECTED

I did not expect to have you
I did not expect to love you
You fixed my broken heart
Completing its missing parts

You're my knight in shining armor
You're a gift from the CREATOR
You saved me from a fall
You came when I didn't call

When I'm sad, you make me smile
When I'm not good, you make me feel fine
I want you to know you make me glad
I never thought you're the very best lad

You took away my worries and fears
you're giving me ease
You accepted me with all your heart
I'm afraid that someday we'll part

Your coming is unexpected
When I'm with you
I don't feel hated
Now that you're mine
I always shine
I don't want to lose you
So please stay
'Coz foreve I love you

Take Me Home
Provolone

If I could... I would...

If I could be a bird,
    I would fly next to you and watch you breathe,
If I could be a flower,
    I would grow myself in your lawn and let you smell my scent,
If I could be the moon,
    I would love to see you sleep in peace at night,
If I could be your pillow,
    I would hug you back and give you comfort when you're weary,
If I could be your handkerchief,
    I would kiss your tears when you're in pain,
If I could be your camera,
    I would enjoy seeing you smile as I treasure memories,
If I could be the wind,
    I would blow myself and touch your sweet little lips,
If I could be the land,
    I would catch your weight, I'll never let you fall,
If I could be the water,
    I would wash away every strands of miseries you have,
If I could be the things you'll ever need,
    I would... Just to be with you, just to live next to you...