You
You have a right to live
You have a right to be you
You can live without me
  The world will not end at my existence or non existence  
You
You have a right to love and be loved
And am not the best thing or the only thing in your opinion best ever to happen to you
You are not a slave
Let go of me and be
Free.

If I come from your side  
notice your elbows
at your side
I am not
clingy  
when I hold on to you
I was only hoping
you could tell me
who am to be .

When we love
we hold on to the image of a face  
we tuck them away in a corner
within our hearts
and we listen
we look
we carry your every word
like holding hands .

PAST-TENSE
She fell in love with him through predestined heart eyes
He loved her because she was fresh out of Eden, new & captivating
(FUTURE)
When they made love the vibration created a higher level of consciousness
Giving them access to new horizons and worlds to explore
He desired the power: she wanted him and nothing more .

I  I was so naive
I was so guillable
so young
so fresh and green
then
bubbly and thought the world
and every one in it
was my friend
an open book
to be stamped on
and she knew
she knew I was all of those things
fresh from the country  
you are no competition to me
that is why she called
isn't that why she called  
she said she just wanted to hear my voice

And I was busy building you a palace  
layering your soul with love
and it was all a game
the memories the conversations
they comeback and hit me
like a gigantic wave
you always had a "thing"
for those type those
pretty model type  
and what was I  to you
I was a joke .

Sometimes as I lie in bed sound asleep
I feel him
He wraps his arms around my plush body
placing his face on the back of my neck
sending a electric jolt down my spine

I gasp in resistance determined not to respond to his plea
I place one foot on top of the other braiding my toes
locking my knees
becoming a crooked abstract painting
Rubbing my hips he outlines the shape of my thighs lifting me
against the hard places of his body  and like
a skilled locksmith he presses fingerprints
unlocking my legs once strong bones
are now silk ribbon for his waist.

I miss you
I need you
I wonder where you are
How long did you say it will take
how are far are you away from home
I feel like a prisoner in my own body
that pants in heavy breathes
igniting setting itself on fire
I try to control the flames putting it out at foot level
burning the soles of my feet