Man a blending, ethics and passion,
Age slaps one still immature within us.
Brain leads to God hard to ignore,
Belief his ally turns eyes to the heights,
Heart points to the waves that kiss the shore,
And to the birds that love during flights.
Brain asks to wash the dirt in the rains,
Heart says to live in rains one must die,
A little more dirt and a few more stains,
Brain stupid wise owl, always tells a lie.
Solvent and solutes insoluble,
Lovely neighbors but a bit quarrelsome,
The isosceles triangle is valuable,
As long as man is a poet, truly handsome!
Innocent poet, moderates and resolves,
A sweet lovely tweet and back to the nest,
Poet is a filter keeps beauty that dissolves,
Filtrate is the poem, he leaves the rest.
Rimes, the colors, thoughts and the flavor,
Music is fragrance makes the drink a delight,
When the reader is drunk and asks for on more!
A poet is accelerated with velocity of light!