This guy wrote a poem about me in an online poetry group.


Joy

Women
Mysterious traveler
Spilling multidimensional sacred intentional joy
Splashing bright staccato trumpet vines
Tune up
Living flowers
Garden mix
Mighty fine rhythm
Steady tempo
Kempo kick in the head
Lines connect spines
Divine energy
Synergistic
Simplistic
Linguistic
Pheromone
All up in my nose
Clothes just a memory on the floor
New pressures
Astounding pounds per square inch
Perilously pinching primal pressure
Pointing precisely back to that precious
Multidimensional sacred intentional joy
Damn

B.Nice - 3/3/2001