a temperamental poet

my father hurt me don't you know it

my hand does show it

one time he forced me into the shower

as a kid

i broke my tooth

he was physically rough

i got an attitude

but don't want to be tough

i've seen enough

want to curl together with my lover

under the covers

ala john and yoko

you awoke you?

time in bed for weeks

the beatles right right  trying to find some peace

jose one you placement two underneath

another daydream night dream

passionate love

you say a baby in between

lost

in your delicate ways

i'm too old to have kids anyways

a gentle kiss applied to your lips

so god damn sexually frustrated between your hips

and your other lips my head dips

seven-up we sips

and my hand in command

no one-night stand

gently firmly through your hair

gently in your eyes stare

eyes quivering scared

will you be there

and the ring

many times i sung

wouuld you be king

or would you be queen

in between

love

but i can't end this piece lamely the last five lines

and that hand of mine

has withstood injury many times

there is something manly about scars

just is

and if you say you're his

ok

thank you for the days and nights of passion

you came into my life when nothing did happen

john and yoko

took it slow

i know my song as I am writing

you always seemed so inviting

and i know what pete townshend did sing!

i tried my best to love you

what did the robin sing?

out of tune

out of tune

fading out

fading out

fading in

fading in

and to borrow the beatles

if i sang out of key

would you stand up and walk out on me

alternatively

see

twist by phish

same flavor

as I get by with a little help from my friends

and if there are not many of them

thank you for days and nights spent

and may we be young again

erase all the sin we had

different roads, maybe glad

and like i and jose, maybe to re-live the joy we had

one day one night

and the title doesn't put the poem right

but you always said you liked

different