My favorite mistress
is red
round
and rotund.
She fell in love
with the tomato
on the windowsill
yet could not feel his touch.
Supposing she could change it,
she decided to
blush
for all eternity.

Now,
she coaxes in a Mr.
Earl Grey.
He slips into my bedroom
He infuses my space.

My mistress invites him
in with her song.
High and coarse,
yet
of it I will never tire.
Sing!
Sing!
Sing!

Last night
I stayed in bed till noon
to finish my dream
though it would not end;
it refused to halt.

All I did
was kiss you

But some days,
some days I'm afraid to kiss you.
I swear one day I'll find her tongue in your mouth
then I'll feel that pain when you know what they don't think you know
and I'll pull away.

My hand will form a fist before I can think and
I'll be bound to seek her out
I'll swear to take a stake to her,
somebody stop this ***** she's taking my man.

But, Lord, its only a ride to school
Shut the **** up Liz its his choice

but why
why didn't he tell me
why didn't he bother to mention that this
****
is sitting in the seat you held me in
is taking my place

and now
now
this is tearing my brain apart
I swore I wouldn't be the jealous girlfriend
We promised to give space and freedoms that were missed in the past
while my brain screamed
NO
no

Stop
I don't want to hear your excuses and your lies you know what you did with her last night
She's slept with sixteen men stop and think for a second don't you want peace when you're dead?

Apparently.
apparently not.

I got to see you today
I suppose your scent will not stick around much longer
I guess I miss you much more than I thought.

You smell like sunshine and Mexican soda
You hug like a mattress attack from all sides
You said you loved me and I'm afraid it means more to me than to you

I loved you the day we met
I couldn't name the word until now
I forced myself to forget the word

You sing liked honeyed carrots
You hate with a passion I couldn't know existed
You stare through me like x-rays

I suppose I want to be with you
I want to memorize the way your jeans feel over your hips before I start to the zipper.
I want to know how you laugh at your favorite videos and how you find your music
I want to rip apart every man that has ever hurt you and hold you tight
I want to know the feel of your cheek beneath my mouth
I want to be able to fix your hair like you would and kiss you goodnight a million times
I want to be able to fix your cereal the way you like it in the afternoon without a second thought.

I want to love you.
If you would allow

Don't ask me how I fell for your smile
the one you can't hold for a picture.
The one that only those with you get to see.
Don't ask me how I stayed up night after night telling myself it couldn't be true.
I can't be in love with a girl.
Don't tell me your a potato when I can't smear the grin off my face when I see you
You're face was carved by an angel and not the one that Kennedy told you you were.
The one that loves Panic! At the Disco and provokes opponents at basketball games,
the one that asked me if we were there yet in front of the sign-bearing evangelical and bought dice earrings from a Catholic Church garage sale.
This celestial being stopped me from offing myself in my worst times
and forgave me for my faults.
Don't you dare ask how.

A message
A message
a form of communication
to try and break this ice
that is in such a tough formation

Please don't make this stop
before were were this
you were my best friend.

Before I said the word
we were sleeping over in the same bed
we watched movies
we held hands
we went to a festival
and we managed to share some of our deepest thoughts.

Before I say another word
You are my best friend
And I am terrified to loose that.