Sunday, August 28, 2005

Just as I predicted

I threw you my heart.
You let it drop.
It laid on the ground beating.

I danced and balanced along
The Thin Line Between Love and Hate
And landed on my feet

Time and distance did their thing
Easing pain and giving perspective
Tonight, I felt Nothing.

But, that may be a lie
a self-survival technique
there is still a tiny part of the moon peeking from behind the clouds

Never say "never"
I can't seem to shut the door
I keep looking out the window

I still don't know what I hope to find
I still don't know what room I stand in
I still dance alone along that Thin Line

Nothing comes easy.

Sunday, August 21, 2005

Let's Come Together

Arch your back
and look to the ceiling
and I'll do the same.

Circle your hips
and touch my chest
and I'll do the same.

I'll push.
You Pull.
Let it out.
Let me In.

Run you fingers through my hair
and kiss my lips
and I'll do the same.

Rub against me
and lick my ear
and I'll do the same.

I'll push.
You pull.
Let it out.
Let me in.

Let's come together.