Darling I have some news
It just might give you the blues
I’ll try to give you the jist
Honey, I think you’re a terroristIts true you were kind
When you conquered my mind
But I hadn’t really a choice
Nor an audible voiceYou brandished your sword
When you crossed the fjord
To a land I called my own
Now the villagers gone… flownYou slaughtered the king
With your feminine sting
Your body with it’s rise and fall
And your grand tales so tallYour ideas filled me
At quite a steep fee
You took my heart, called it yours
Changed the locks behind the doorsSince you came to join
There’s a new face on the coin
The cloth’s up the pole drag
With your likeness on the flagThen a thing so strange
For you to arrange
After tasting my power
Like smelling a flowerYour new regime extinguished
Tyrants grip relinquished
When I asked you why
You winked with one eyeYour response such madness
Painted over with gladness
“ I had to wear this gown
I had to cut you downIt was all underneath
I am not a thief
Don’t you see, it’s fake?!
Your crown, I didn’t takeYou smelled like petrichor
And I wanted something more
I strangled what was dead
All the old skin you shedWhat was underneath
The thing in the sheath
A strength so sure
A goodness so pureWe never really fought
Your distress all for naught
I could never steal
What you offered with zealYou offered your crown
Without even a frown
I felt so inept
I couldn’t acceptIf more kings were like you
But alas, there are so few
The kind that ought to rule
A good man, not a foolYou make love a verb
Not forgotten at the curb
Made me feel uplifted
Rather than re-giftedI want to give myself
Don’t put me on the shelf
Love me with your power
Don’t lock me in a tower”Isn’t this convoluted
A few points to be disputed
I’m certain I’m not good
Love me? Not sure you shouldWhen you cut me down to size
It helped me realize
That there is plenty in store
I could be so much moreJust one answer I demand
Something I don’t understand
Why this is what you wanted
A man that is haunted
Tag: poetry
Obscures
Have you ever felt
As though your name
Obscures who you really are
Adorning or uglifying unfairlyA regal title
Doesn’t make me
Any less a bumb
Fear I long for
Loving you is like
The kind of fear I long for
Awful, wonderful.
all the grout between
the tiles of your mind
glitter and shine
glitter and shineits like tinsel
beauty unraveled
just for me
just for meto see you unwind
the way you’ve done for me
you’re too kind
you’re too kindyou’re brand new smile
straight from the box
fits real nice
fits real nicemy mind it wanders
to your mocha skin
electric soft
electric softmy body petrified
awaiting your touch
all for you
all for youi love what you do
to the kindling of my mind
you strike a match
and watch it catch
And when you find yourself in pain, the timidity of the agony will shoot through you making you bare your teeth in the dishonesty of a grin.