First of all...Introduction!

Let this poem do the introduction,,,*smiles* Welcome!!!

I know it’s crazy…my desires
They are beautiful, call them nonsense
My want is as simple as snow
In its season, you shall find

I desire a crazy man
Not dirty and tattered
Not black with dreads
Neither scavenger nor roamer
A man with an aesthetically pleasing mind

Who will ‘ohhh’ and ‘wooow’ over a painting
Ask for forgiveness with a Kenny G
Exhibit his sexuality through pictures
Dance in the rain to write a poem
Cruise the lonely road on a power bike

His body, a perfect sculpture to touch
Emitting soothing poetry
Our house, a beautiful chaos
Drawn by a drunken madman
Dwelling in a lion’s concave

Filled with blossoming flowers
With paintings defining us
Scattered around artistically
Antiques, vases, musical instruments
And with each telling a story

Our kids…
Not doctors, lawyers, engineers or scientists, not acceptable
Artists, instrumentalists, architects, writers, photographers, art fanatics
Or better still…artistic doctor, artistic lawyer…Artistic whatever!
Just artistically crazy kids from artistically crazy parents

Oh well, I found the crazy man
But he is married to a sane woman
My cue to marry a sane man
And save the world
From a crazy generation