have you ride it,
teach you how to move your hips, as it slide it,
between your lips until you hide it,
press against entrance -  guide it deep inside
the tip brushing up against your insides
pressing your walls apart as it glides
rolling your hips as you roll your eyes
I tighten my grip on your hips and then you slide
like a wave against the current our bodies astride
rocking back and fourth, whining side to side
watching you ride before closing my eyes -
enjoying the joy ride as I come
satisfying my craving to be inside
deep inside, feeling it pressing against your stomach and you love it
grip your thighs the look in your eyes reads divine
goose bumps running like a up-n-down your spine
our universes converse then our stars collide

I want to slide my fingers
out of my pockets
into your lap
in between your legs
and push your buttons
until your eyes roll back
into your head
and pass out and go to bed

No polaroid could capture
your eyes, or the stars
that freckle them
and do them justice.

No cleverly worded poem
could begin to describe
your ringing laughter
and gentle smile.

No portrait painting
could match the somersaults
my stomach does
when I look at you.

No wind sends chills
down my spine
and warms my face
like your velvet voice.

I could never pine
for anything like I do
your eyes, your smile, your voice,
for nothing holds more value.

"You're better off without him."
"You could do so much better."
"You deserve better than that."

Better,
better,
better.

I don't need,
I don't want
anyone's sympathy.
Take your pity party elsewhere
to someone who cares
for the attention.
Because I need space
to contemplate.

My exes have probably heard
the same spiel too,
"You're better off without her."
"You could do so much better."
"You deserve better than that."

Better,
better,
better.

But,
what if they are
the ones who could do better
than me?

Every time he opened his mouth,
it was either to kiss or to lie.
Eventually, I got sick of both.

Trying to convince myself you don't really love me
Then the pain won't hurt as bad
Watching your decisions trying not to get mad
The thing about love is that it can make you so strong
Like nothing could ever go wrong
But it can also make weak
As if your heart had a leak
Vulnerability
Thinking who is she
That could never be me
Your so far away
Wishing we could just lay
Tears running down my face
As you softly wipe them away
Telling me everything is okay
Is it happening again
That insecurity
Never really knowing
Where you are going
What you are doing
Forcing myself to not think
As I am once again at the brink
Of possibly losing myself
For falling in love to deep