Things just aren't like before

I love you just as before.

But sadly I'm scared, I feel as if we are drifting apart
and I want to cry. I try and be the best girlfriend I can be
but is it enough to keep you next to me?

I think I'm just paranoid, but am I right?
Are we drifting?
Going our separate ways?
I'm not leaving and that's because I love you so much
Yes it sounds clingy, but your are my light in my world of darkness...

*Please don't leave me in the dark babe, I'm scared

The prince pecked my cheek
and led me away to his chambers.
A simple young maiden, meek,
Is what he saw in my eyes of embers.

Royalty always expected the best,
He didn't understand that I said no.
Said I to him, "Give it a rest"
He saw his faults and let me go.

Freedom was not true,
Not in the empire,
Out of the blue,
I was in the fire of desire.

No one says no to the prince.
Save yourself, just nod and wince.

***** Me
Tear Me
Wear Me
Dare Me
Eat Me
**** Me
Taste Me
Enjoy Me
Lick Me
Take Me
Bite Me
Hold Me
Hug Me
Kiss Me
Pull Me
Lock Me
Jump Me
Sock Me
Pop Me
Drop Me
Top Me

Somedays I wish





you and I




would get caught alone

in a life and death situation where nothing matters anymore and any responsibilities or complications that used to exist have faded because we are going to die anyway so I could find out what is really on your mind, so I could tell you everything, because why not at that point? So I could tell you everything I've done, how I really feel and why I did so many things, everything that has happened to me, and hope that maybe, in our last moments of life, you would understand.

I found you in my nothingness
broken for love of me

I found you whole
in the act of loving me

into that wholeness
you beckoned to me

I found you in my nothingness
finding me

i love you.
and no i don't mean,
i love you, like i'm trying to make empty conversation.
more vacant than the mailbox of the widow next door,
who hasn't left the house in eight years because the sunlight's embrace still feels like his.
i've never been one for small talk.

i love you
and no i don't mean,
i love you - like it's february 14th and i'm thirsty for someone to tell me i'm beautiful,
so i'd sell my soul to you
and stain your bitter lips with my name.

"i love you"
but you won't call me back next week
because i gazed in to your eyes like you were oxygen and i was struggling to breathe.
rather than you were a poem painted across the sky
that i was dying to read.
an excited grin flirting with my rosy lips, entangled with elation.

i mean *i love you
like my eyes become the north star when you laugh,
i see your face etched between the stanzas of love poems,
and i hear your voice in the wind's autumn serenade.

i mean i love you
like i'm a fifty year old alcoholic with wine stains on my carpet
and i'd still choose you over that bottle of liquid elation in the cabinet.
here i am. stumbling on my words,
choking on the poetry weaved into your smile.

and "i love you" -
the sun's fiery kiss against my skin
reminds me of yours.
and when my bones age, and your presence fades into the horizon like daytime's end.
your absence will burn like cherry wine flirting in the back of my throat.
i may fear sunlight too.

i love you.

                                               (m.c.)