My petals
Are always
Kissed by a pink dawn

She will kiss me
And I will taste uncertainty…

As I kissed her back
She will want to
Rip my clothes off
Yet kiss me worse
Than she kissed her ex-boyfriend
Because
She thinks it was when
She pulled his lip
He realised,
She is needy

Wanting to fulfil
Her needs…

I will kiss her
And she will taste fear…

As she kisses me back
I will want to bite
Her bottom lip
But will decide not to
As she tamed me,
I can’t reveal the wild
Left in me
Cause in this bedroom
All that will be
Left is me
On the left-hand side
Having done nothing right

She wants to love me
But thinks she needs not

I want to love her
But I think I have no entitlement
Whatsoever over her

On my bed,
She sleeps on the right-hand side,
Closest to the door
For she knows
She will leave eventually…

On her bed,
I sleep on the left-hand side,
Furthest from the door,
And
Closer to her heart

We don’t make love.
I don’t think we ever will.

There are two of me out running loose
One that tries to do what's right
While the other acts the fool
It's been that way from the beginning
A smorgasbord of who is who
With the two of me out running loose

There are two of me with nothing new
One that says yes I can
With the other never sure what to do
While one is often called the winner
The other is bound to lose
With the two of me there's nothing new

There are two of me feel free to choose
The one that's made to play it straight
Or the other, cannon loose
You can clearly see the difference
There's no need for a clue
With the two of me feel free to choose

There are two of me and one of you...