Everything I did was for you, because of you
With you in mind.
Because of the possibility you might be kind.
Might want me again.
And I couldn’t sit still, couldn’t read without your heavy head on my shoulder
And I fought this terrible love
This one-sided thing
While you swayed and danced in the breeze
I was under heavy soil. Out of sun.
But those tears I shed found their way back in
and cracked my sad shell.
And now I am beanstalk and my head is in the clouds
And you are the old cow sold for magic beans.
Can I be a warm balmy evening?
Can I be fresh citrus light?
Can I coat you in apple blossoms
Taste your cherry flavored gum
Just for fun?
Can I breathe out desire and soak in stress
Make life seem less…. just less.
Can my soft skin tip yours so that goosebumps hold you close
Can I be the mosquito that sucks your blood
Both annoying and good
Scratch. Scratch me.
Let me in
Under your skin
All over your mouth.
Let me linger on your fingers
Loll on your nose
In quiet repose.
I can be in all of your senses
All of your dreams
Just wish it so. Wish it true.
So I can be all of those things for you.
That’s the sound of my heart ever since you left.
It heaves as it tries to beat , it splutters and stalls.
Every pump it makes, rattles my bones
Sets my teeth on edge.
I’m running out of fuel.
No air in my tyres.
Here’s to all you liars.
Here’s to all your lies.
I guess I’ve got baggage from here on in.
Plenty of junk in my once empty trunk.
Flick. Flick. Screw.
You had me .
Your beautiful arms. Your concentrated face.
The line of people waiting for you to froth.
You were a dancer, with nothing but your wrists and hands
In a vapour haze with all your tricks
Just to give me my daily fix.
You are tied to me at just the tip
While you wave in the sky
The root of you is always with me
So flow in the wind
Because in the end you won’t fly away.
You won’t split
You will stay.
Your glycerin love washes over me
I’m in a lather
A right palava
Soaked to the bone with your sudsy desire
Wet but no fire.
I’m bubbling at the skin
Living in soapy sin.
You slip and slide
Giving me hope
Soap on a rope
But with every rub and scrub
Every wallow and soak
And I’m mostly good ..mostly kind
But with you and because of you
I have dabbled in bold
Submerged my clean slate in mud
Oh but for those moments of bliss and shakes
Will I spend eternity with the snakes?
And if I believe in God will She forgive me?
Why should She though?
I knew it was wrong.
But She gave me these earthly wants
I mean She pushed us together didn’t She?
And who did we really harm?
Is that the point?
Better the devil you know
But she doesn’t know.
She doesn’t know.