For You

I would erase them from my mind

FOR YOU

Highlight all the pain and experiences

And then, press delete

FOR YOU

I'd like to get a remote for all my love

press restart and start it all over

Hold your hand smoothly like mine has never been so burned

FOR YOU

I want to forget that I was conceived in a bed of chaos

And lose my sick craving for men with screws loose and endless tattoos

FOR YOU

I will fight to bury my twisters and tornados into my imagination

Where they can only destroy fictional characters I write about

FOR YOU

Ill stop running like a wild woman

Surrender from hiding

among the thick green vegetation

Into your arms dressed

in camouflage and war paint

FOR YOU

I won’t be such a cynic

I won’t compare you to the rest

I won’t try to apologize for being me

FOR YOU

I’ll hold your hand and believe,

Plant my feet in the ground,
Take a deep breath,
Let them sink and stay a while

Queen to the King

You are ferocious
A king lion

A man unshaven

I spent hours in the royal bed
and have swung through your jungle,
but you don't know me at all

A queen,
I am under these covers
My jewels sparkle through my clothing
Hungry eyes, like yours, don't see them

You are a strange predator
I think to myself
As I run freely to and from you
without any opposition


The things we do are a luxury to the commoners
We surrender ourselves to bodily pleasures
Unchain ourselves from the shackles of the cerebral

My majesty it excites me that you cannot see
                      ME
The powerful woman fully clothed in formal elegant attire,
outside this bed, with a mouth full of eloquent verbiage

The day has come I’ll return no more
through your doors of carnage
 and into your arms that have pleased just the body

I sit on my thrown,
imagining for just a moment
how you might handsomely rest on your own
wondering if it is possible you discharged
a caring thought into the universe:
Who is that beauty really?