the billionaire man
felt more joyous excitement
driving his first used beat up Corolla
than his new shiny red Ferrari
happiness is a matter
of perspective and familiarity

Whenever I'll
taste, the taste of death,
it won't be
unfamiliar.
Since I've been
fortunate enough
to have tasted your lips
a few times.

You can't just kiss me
in public for no reason
Should I cover my lips?

Are they too exposed
too red for you?

You can't just roll up
my shirt, unhook my bra
no matter how enjoying

my back is bending
under your nails

You can't just undress me
if you feel like it
as if I feel the same

and it is possible at all times
because I love you

You can't just take for granted
the way it goes, love
remains as it has begun

attentive and gentle
everything to lose

Oh my sweet demon how I adore you so
We have ridden together many years
Your whispers comfort me when I’m low
You create and extinguish all my fears

You bring me the anxiety that’s grown closely
To my racing heart and dark mind
You bring me the shadows I love so dearly
Why do you have to be so sweet and kind?

I have grown up with you by my side
At first my enemy now ...  best friend
My heart is dark from where you reside
Leave! I ask, but this rule you will not bend

My sweet demon you are in my head
Taunting me and speaking sweet terrors
I cannot **** you for you sleep in my bed
You live in me because of all my errors

Demon, you bring familiarity in the night
The shadows that follow us I know too well
They are our friends too, of that I’m right
Spinning me forever, a never ending carousel

I see two options in front of me,
One's a guarantee
The other leads to mystery
And happiness beyond belief
Or a field of sadness,
A monumental grief

I feel the breeze
That sways the trees
Towards option "B",
But option "A" seems
All the same, as familiarity
Can be