I really do love love, But love does not love me. I love his hands upon my skin, Though bruised my skin will be. I love his kisses on my head, Without them I’m as good as dead. I love love though it breaks me, So why does love just hate me?
My cognitive dissonance Won’t make any difference Because his effervescence Rotted all of my essence His self assured ambience Expired my relevance And no impotent, ignorance Can unbalance this turbulence
I was inspired to write this one because there’s a song I like called cognitive dissonance and I wanted to see how many ‘ce’ words I could find to describe how I feel.
I have heard A very strange fact. You could bite off your finger, If your brain allowed the act. Letting go of you Is a similar feat. I have to stop loving you, But my mind admits defeat. I would stay away If I could fathom the pain. But science prevents me, Because of my brain.
Freedom and loneliness Sundown’s sickened sisters Twilight’s troubled twins Midnight’s melancholy muses I can never tell them apart And therein lies their beauty
With my hips I sign my name Into your pleasure, Deeply, Slow. I cast my spell into your breath And watch you fall Below. You’re sinking into me whether you Like it, or you Don’t. Admit your love, succumb to me My love, don’t sink Just float.
They say that women, Search for love and choose the right one. But men just take whoever is In front of them when they’re ready. So if I never leave, If I’m always in front of you, Maybe when you’re ready, You’ll choose me.