For the first in a long while I have kept my self occupied without been caught in some relationship where I knew I would brake some angel’s heart and after all the rough patches I have endured I am now single on the commemoration of my birth. 
Really I should be happy I am still alive and well, kicking adversities in the face, laughing at danger, playing with fire, and being my old crazy self but yes of course something is missing yes someone is missing who I can give my world and its mysteries. 
Everyday I parade in this skin of mine wanting to let go and allow someone in and trust that they wont do me things that I have done before wishing that I could rub against her silky skin and shed my snake’s attire and become new forever. 
Evening comes and the day ends the same as if I could not change a day of my own destiny to make a fresh start for myself, a journey I can share with the world and songs I can sing to my girl and poems that mean the more than the words that resides. 
Free i want to be to love and hate that one person forever ‘til death.

Copyright May2007 J.R. Thomas