Conflicted

The other woman, they'd call me - but zero fucks for your labels. I hate that I can't bend you to my will. That's the real reason I hate myself. Because when creatures don't bend to my will, I throw them out of the window of my speeding car. Or chuck them in a dumpster with all the other things that lost their preciousness to me. And I cannot reconcile the fate I should leave you to with the fate I want to bestow upon you. 

Fulfil

Come sit with me, for a while,

Let us share a few words, and more.

I'll try not to touch the soft hair falling on your face,

And your sweet lips that bear a hint of a smile.

I'll try not to kiss your sweet skin that drives me crazy,

But you will not stop me, I know.

You will not stop before you take my face in your palms,

You will not stop before your lips touch mine.

And why should you?

Why should there be distance between us,

Barriers in our love?

What has the world ever achieved without love?

What makes more sense than loving another?

The ache of waking up without you in the morning,

Breaks my heart like feet upon thin ice,

And like water erodes the solid stones slowly,

So is my body eroded of ecstasy by the weathering of time.

Come fill my body with your love,

Complete me.

Those Eyes

 Save me from your eyes

For when they lock onto mine

They see who I am

And reveal parts of me

That even I dare not confront.

Cylinder

Baby, baby, I don't deserve you

Can I put you in a bottle

To keep and preserve you

From the evil in this world

I'll never let it touch you

I'd take over the Pentagon

Where the nukes are hid

And point them at the ones

Who hurt you instead.

They say white is pure

But I think its red

The color of my blood

My love in it bled

Take all of me now

And ask of me anything

There's no escape from you

I'm not mine now Darling. 

Your Beautiful Words

Floating in an ocean of your words

Listening to the chirping birds

I'm carried on waves to distant lands

Where I can rest in your soft sands