Apr 2014
You say to cherish the moments we have together
Even when they are clearly imagination
A portrait of what we should be
But not of what we are
We are a love crushed and thrown into the wind
To be spread apart and around with water and sand
You say that I should be happy to be spending another night next to you
My first inclination is to agree; however, why should I?
A temporary sleep is nothing to the daily shifts of work called life
Sleeping next to a beauty means nothing to me
If she flees from the nest once dawn arrives
A pretend game, show and tell, truth or dare
These are the premises of our current affair
You told me you loved me back more than three years ago
That was the day that gave birth to my definition of love
Which, since then, had been the 5'3", hard headed, easily frightened, highly motivated, shapely bodied, truthful and faithful (mostly), never lazy, mostly hastily, moving rapidly, lovely catastrophe, and black beauty, which you have always embodied
This is still my definition, but now I'm wondering if the thesaurus has any synonyms to offer me
As much as it's it's hard for me to turn a page ending the word play that has influenced my life since I was sixteen
As a twenty year old man, I must say, it's hard to keep a steady hand off the page
Moreover, Investigations into your movements are made by me daily
Yet never to avail, these fruits are not stationed for the picking
Even if they were, they would be a sturdy shell for a rotten core
For that is where the heart collapses
Your heart, and it's love for me
Not without reason, and not completely forgotten, as you ask me if I'd like some pizza
However the delivery man, never delivered anything to me that I couldn't have obtained by myself
Way back when I looked to you to deliver me from myself
Knowing that is a fools desire and an even bigger fools conquest
We are lost in usefulness but high in meaning like Latin
Maybe some great magician will appear and grant us a perfect match and happy separation
But I doubt it, just as I doubt the curled lips of your smile, as you ask me about my day.
Even when they are clearly imagination
A portrait of what we should be
But not of what we are
We are a love crushed and thrown into the wind
To be spread apart and around with water and sand
You say that I should be happy to be spending another night next to you
My first inclination is to agree; however, why should I?
A temporary sleep is nothing to the daily shifts of work called life
Sleeping next to a beauty means nothing to me
If she flees from the nest once dawn arrives
A pretend game, show and tell, truth or dare
These are the premises of our current affair
You told me you loved me back more than three years ago
That was the day that gave birth to my definition of love
Which, since then, had been the 5'3", hard headed, easily frightened, highly motivated, shapely bodied, truthful and faithful (mostly), never lazy, mostly hastily, moving rapidly, lovely catastrophe, and black beauty, which you have always embodied
This is still my definition, but now I'm wondering if the thesaurus has any synonyms to offer me
As much as it's it's hard for me to turn a page ending the word play that has influenced my life since I was sixteen
As a twenty year old man, I must say, it's hard to keep a steady hand off the page
Moreover, Investigations into your movements are made by me daily
Yet never to avail, these fruits are not stationed for the picking
Even if they were, they would be a sturdy shell for a rotten core
For that is where the heart collapses
Your heart, and it's love for me
Not without reason, and not completely forgotten, as you ask me if I'd like some pizza
However the delivery man, never delivered anything to me that I couldn't have obtained by myself
Way back when I looked to you to deliver me from myself
Knowing that is a fools desire and an even bigger fools conquest
We are lost in usefulness but high in meaning like Latin
Maybe some great magician will appear and grant us a perfect match and happy separation
But I doubt it, just as I doubt the curled lips of your smile, as you ask me about my day.
