All the times you've loved me
and I didn't hear a one
like a rail-man drunk on brandy
I couldn't hear your love

Now, If I had be listening
Soft bluebirds in thin air
Would let me know where heaven is
That is in front of your glistening

I want you to hold my hand
Take it in yours with natural ease
Softly
Smile at me
Show them I'm yours

I want you to kiss my head
Protecting me from the world
Tenderly
Smile at me
Show them I'm yours

I want you to hug me tightly
In the middle of the street
Triumphantly
Smile at me
Show them I'm yours

I want you to look at me
And notice how much I shine
Brightly
Smile at me
Show them I'm yours

I want you to say it
I'd say it to
Lovingly
Smile at you
Show them you're mine

I want to feed you
Not feed the flame
I want to be the field
I want to be the rain
A seed inside your heart
Till the soil
Plant the crops
I want to be the harvest
And with the sunshine of love
We watch it grow

Not feed the flame
Not pushing wood unto a hearth
Tumultuous skies
And violent earth
And uneasy heavens
The only fire I want to feel
I use to cook for you a meal
Eat until you have your fill
Leaving room for my dessert

I want to feed you
Sustenance in ****** form
Nourishment for the soul
I want to feed you
You're starving appetite
I want to be your bread
I want to be your meat
A kitchen in a castle
A recipe for a queen
Ingredients in order
I want to be your dinner
The last meal that you eat
Before you go to sleep
I want to be your dream

The last meal that you need
And everything was leading to
From the seed, the soil, the rain
The time it took to let it grow
The mind that cultivates
The hands in the field
The back-breaking labor
The knowledge of the chef
I am your food
Laid upon your table
I want to feed you

sometimes when i'm asleep i hear whispers.

ghosts of all the men i let decimate my sanctuary

thinking they came to worship.

the men who came with flowers,

fragrances and exquisite offerings

who left with my sobriety.

many pieces of me are

somewhere in the world

being given as bounty to other women

expecting to be loved as i did.