Let's Face It

Let's face it...

You're hooked on that algorithm;
Baby, you're a masochist!
You're addicted to the pain he brings;
When he's around you are out of it.

The consequence:
You hurt real bad,
You say "without him I can't live"
So you stay by his side thinking he might change what he gives.

He doesn't,
And so it keeps on happening
Let's give "it" a definition,
An action with the previous consequence.

It comes to this:
He hits you with a fist of words,
He tampers with your insecurity
Damaging your dear and beautifully perfect personality.

My Rose Of June

Roses are red.

Violets are blue.

When I'm with you in December

It feels just like June.

Perfect weather for romance,

Perfect person for me;

Perfect perfection of truth.

Perfect imperfections lead me to loving you.

Sweet scents of ecstatic lusting

Makes loving you so wonderful.

I love the way you moan and groan

When I'm filling you so plentiful.

So great the thought of you

Being only mine;

So immense the sensation of your finger tips

Running down my spine.

Scratch my back like a cat,

With your fingernails, scrape off my skin;

Dig deep into my body,

Let it be your ball of lint.

As it rains and the drops are smacked

Into the window by the wind, I'm

Cuddling with you with the lights off;

The sunlight so low it's barely dim.

We lay there, all alone,

Holding each so very close.

We lay there from dawn to dusk.

We lay there, only us.

The days pass,

So do the weeks,

Everything becomes nothing rapidly,

But we manage to stay a one, we manage to stay unique.