Balance

He makes me happy when I'm mad, tho he's the source of my woe
But the balance is amazing like Kanye's girls on their toes
And I could run away but really just how far could I go?
I take two steps and he yells out "but I'm a part of your soul"
I turn around, meet his gaze and defiantly yell back "so?"
His smiling response is "I just like telling you what you already know"
I would hit him but it's pointless 'cause he's used to pain
I would cry but he's immune because he's used to the rain
So I laugh and disarm him with my ability to stay sane
(This is no easy task when you're playing his game)
The reality of it is, I'm a woman he would love to love
And he's a man I would love to give all the above
But we're just too busy with other versions of ourselves
That we manage to forget to feel what we felt...
Does that make sense? It's like we're planning to someday be in love
But I'm busy from today until the fourth of next month
And he's got that thing he's gotta do with those people from before
So we're back to having one foot in and one foot out of the door
I tell him what I need and he tells me what he's able to give
I tell him how I see, he tells me how he's able to live
And I'm able to forgive, but he's impossible to forget
The frustration powerful but short lived and so is the regret
Before you know it we're back to making each other laugh
And that thing that made me cry is just a part of our past
Just a part of our story
Just a part of our song
The melancholy melody I sing when I'm alone
Which is more often than you'd think with all this poetry I write
But I don't need quantity when the quality of passion is right
Which is funny because honestly I'm not even his type
Over-thick, over-confident, and OVER being contrite
And I'm not into all this drama over being his wife
Like the chics that's into fighting just to be in his life
But I digress, all I'm saying is he's amazing to know
And if the highs don't outweigh, they at least equal the lows
I hope I always have his kind of energy beside me
Even if its in the soul of a different love that finds me
Being "with" him has proven that life has yet to define me
And the hurt I've felt from before is definitely behind me
Otherwise I wouldn't be able to feel the way I feel
Or give so much of myself even when there's nothing to receive
I'd be too scared of getting hurt to let in this kind of uncertainty
Focus only on who he was instead of encouraging who he can be
And maybe he can't be, maybe there's no such thing as change
Maybe me throwing caution to the wind is kind of strange
But he makes me feel the blood moving from my heart to my thighs
And for now that's worth every single low on the way to every single high.

Kiss Me

Damn I love the way you kiss me...

That's the kiss I crave when my desire is at its peak
That's the feeling right before love and just after the one that makes me leak
The one that makes me feel we'll never need a reason to speak
That's the kind of kiss that makes a strong heart weak...
Or beat.
Those things you tell me you feel, often lack critical actions
But when you're kissing me I'm granted sublime satisfaction
My hand gently caressing your face in natural reaction
To the way you're lips caress mine with so much passion
I imagine,
Time comes to a stop so we can just keep on having
We're consuming this energy like from pleasure we were fasting
I was starving for something I never knew I craved
And what I didn't know was inside me to give, I gave
You say
I'm someone special and worthy; deserving of love
And though I feel it won't be you who fills that part of me up
I pretend that your words are more than enough
Until I'm drifting through a dream of the potential of us
And trust
When you combine your kiss with your power and you stroke me to sleep
And then you hold me through the night like you're playing for keeps
I almost give you the part of me that's been out of your reach...
But my mind knows what my body and heart refuse to believe
Or see..
That what feels so secure in my grasp has never belonged to me
That words don't bind hearts and what seems caged is really free
That I am only privy to one version of the man you choose to be
But its ok because in this moment from this man that's everything I need..

And of course...

...For you to kiss me.

A to Z

Always Being Consistent,
Destiny Emits Fleeting Grief.
His Image Justified Kisses
Love Made New Opinions;
Pre-set Quick Reactions...
Started To Use Variation,
While X-tending Your Zeal.

Say No To Drugs

He's so bad for me...
My own personal sin
But I always give in.

He's never shy, his kiss says everything
Slow and deep he's giving me everything
Taking the time to touch me beyond my skin
Saying the things lovers whisper when lights go dim
But he leaves those intentions with me when he goes
Because it's something like an impossibility; summer and snow
Or rather it's a feeling he practices giving like a dress rehearsal
And the minute that he's gone it's a total reversal

But I'm addicted, and I wanna stay off the wagon
I'll take the drug through overdoses of injections and passion
Then it wraps me in its false sense of security through the night
The high fades when hes out of my sight.

He's a dangerous combination of right and wrong
Like discovering your most hated artist made your favorite song
You love the track so you just keep singing along
And try to ignore the feeling telling you the two don't belong...

Together.
But you can't ignore the weather.
You can say it's sunny when it's raining;
But you'll only end up wetter...

So even if I screamed I didn't care that he's not mine
Or If I say he's just something that I'm doing to pass the time
There's a very good chance I'm gonna cross that line
And end up wishing I could press delete after pressing rewind....

Because...

He's so bad for me.
My own personal sin...
And even if I hesitate...

I always give in.

*sigh*