After your return from Yangshuo, it's my thirst to say <br />I'm so glad you're back, here's a third poem for your birthday <br />We keep moving forward like a slow moving train <br />Nothing can stop us, not even meatballs in the brain <br /> <br />We've had only a few others join us in bed <br />No black man or Dove girl, only two surfs and a Big Head <br />We love our chats too, keeping up with your sex drive <br />A little s**k s**ky and especially our Best of Five <br /> <br />Those losses make me bitter, but I no longer care <br />All I have to do is stare at that new head of hair <br />I still think about that trip to Shanghai <br />...and to Changde, until the day that I die <br /> <br />I'm tellin' ya, we tried starting classes, to make extra money <br />A website to sell jewelry overseas for my honey <br />Shenzhen Hunt too, and dolls five inches tall <br />I hope that is it, true success after all <br /> <br />I'll keep calling you turkey, cream puff, sweetie- that's my plan <br />And I'll be your pumpkin, your silly, your stinky pupu-man <br />Equipped with your new camera and our will to be free <br />We'll travel the world and be together- to God this is my plea <br /> <br />We're approaching one year since the day that we met <br />And still I haven't given you a dog for a pet <br />But of all the things I wanted to give you from start <br />Not just some clothes or some jewelry... <br />...but my whole beating heart<br /><br />Mason Maestro<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/zzz-3-i-m-tellin-ya/
