My secret place

There is a secret place i found
-now i own-
where everything that dwells within is round
-round and grown-
-and fat-.
I want to take you to that place,
to show you everythin in just one gaze,
to lead you through the trees
-feel the breeze-
walk through the stream
-in a fishing spree-
and sit beneath the stars and dream
of all you can ever get.

I shall take you there
my "spicy" little dear
dont ask me where
as long as i take you there.

Our chauffeur shall be a tiny bird
who would not mind what we do
as long as he's dead,
ignored,
and not there.
Well he actually isn't really
what am i but silly
because there is no guide
nor watcher
who may see us hide
amongst the bushes
and make love.
My secret place is neither a garden,
nor is it a forest.
But it has trees and all thats padding,
like deer, moose, and oswald McFadden.
In my secret place it is only you
-not me-
not the others trying to hate.
Not even anyone you can relate.
Just you.
But you shall find me there.
My "spicy" little dear,
in everything you see
or touch or breathe.
I shall whisper
-like this-
and we shall be so close...
If only you come with me
...so close...
To my secret little place
...oh so close...


We are past those days,
when poetry and empty promises
are all that gentlemen say.
Am a modern gentleman
and in my secret little place
there are cars to settle on,
speedboats through the waters
and steamrollers to crush our haters.
In my secret little place,
you wont get all you need
but those you do get,
would be all you ever need.