Shhhhh! Don’t tell.
Shhhhh! Don’t tell.
I actually had
A really good night -
And I have you to blame.
Well...
You and a samurai sword.
But that’s another story
That won’t involve my thighs.
So...
Thank you for believing in me
And secretly hoping I come out on top
In everything I venture.
I actually had
A really good night -
And I have you to blame.
Well...
You and a samurai sword.
But that’s another story
That won’t involve my thighs.
So...
Thank you for believing in me
And secretly hoping I come out on top
In everything I venture.
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I actually had
A really good night -
And I have you to blame.
Well...
You and a samurai sword.
But that’s another story
That won’t involve my thighs.
So...
Thank you for believing in me
And secretly hoping I come out on top
In everything I venture.
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No secret about it, I hope you come on top,
Always believed you would come through.
I apparently need to choose my words better in the future. I’m unsure why these upset me as much as they do. I know they were meant playfully and in jest... perhaps it is because in my post I was aiming for sincerity and these replies make me think I was completely off mark.
Thank you, sweet Todger
Are you who I want to be?
Do you walk in the rain,
Feeling the soak of it
Every drop that falls creating a pattern of darkness,
Like unpaid polkadots set upon fabrics
Until they sink together and become something else
That overtakes all reasoning
On a morning when reason wasn’t paid for?
Are you who I want to be?
Do you tie yourself
Over and over
So tight that the tears stop for a few moments
And the world feels manageable
Even though it still burns down upon you
Like the heat of suns where no screen will stop a sear,
But for now,
In those precious moments
When his hands held you wrapped like that,
You allowed yourself free
The way you do each time you try again
To find that feeling
In the lengths of rope?
Are you who I want to be?
Did you dress like a tease
On a Wednesday night
For a spin and song
Where everyone looks,
But knows you’re not simple in any way
And especially not that one,
So look, but don’t think too hard
About the tight dress you want to rip off
With someone who will appreciate the stockings,
Garter,
Your hair,
The way you smell,
The way you taste,
The way you feel
Pressing your hips against theirs at such a distance
That, as you wait, the steam rises from your skin
Into the empty car of your voices?
Are you who I want to be?
Someone recognizable, and yet not -
A face changed by time and a body altered as well
By a child and wear unseen before
Yet wanted all the same
In each hidden pain lies a story shared or kept
And with each line of verse
Another slice offered like it doesn’t hack away,
Show upon your face
With hope?
Am I who I want to be?
Are you who I want to be?
Do you walk in the rain,
Feeling the soak of it
Every drop that falls creating a pattern of darkness,
Like unpaid polkadots set upon fabrics
Until they sink together and become something else
That overtakes all reasoning
On a morning when reason wasn’t paid for?
Are you who I want to be?
Do you tie yourself
Over and over
So tight that the tears stop for a few moments
And the world feels manageable
Even though it still burns down upon you
Like the heat of suns where no screen will stop a sear,
But for now,
In those precious moments
When his hands held you wrapped like that,
You allowed yourself free
The way you do each time you try again
To find that feeling
In the lengths of rope?
Are you who I want to be?
Did you dress like a tease
On a Wednesday night
For a spin and song
Where everyone looks,
But knows you’re not simple in any way
And especially not that one,
So look, but don’t think too hard
About the tight dress you want to rip off
With someone who will appreciate the stockings,
Garter,
Your hair,
The way you smell,
The way you taste,
The way you feel
Pressing your hips against theirs at such a distance
That, as you wait, the steam rises from your skin
Into the empty car of your voices?
Are you who I want to be?
Someone recognizable, and yet not -
A face changed by time and a body altered as well
By a child and wear unseen before
Yet wanted all the same
In each hidden pain lies a story shared or kept
And with each line of verse
Another slice offered like it doesn’t hack away,
Show upon your face
With hope?
Am I who I want to be?
Are you who I want to be?
Do you walk in the rain,
Feeling the soak of it
Every drop that falls creating a pattern of darkness,
Like unpaid polkadots set upon fabrics
Until they sink together and become something else
That overtakes all reasoning
On a morning when reason wasn’t paid for?
Are you who I want to be?
Do you tie yourself
Over and over
So tight that the tears stop for a few moments
And the world feels manageable
Even though it still burns down upon you
Like the heat of suns where no screen will stop a sear,
But for now,
In those precious moments
When his hands held you wrapped like that,
You allowed yourself free
The way you do each time you try again
To find that feeling
In the lengths of rope?
Are you who I want to be?
Did you dress like a tease
On a Wednesday night
For a spin and song
Where everyone looks,
But knows you’re not simple in any way
And especially not that one,
So look, but don’t think too hard
About the tight dress you want to rip off
With someone who will appreciate the stockings,
Garter,
Your hair,
The way you smell,
The way you taste,
The way you feel
Pressing your hips against theirs at such a distance
That, as you wait, the steam rises from your skin
Into the empty car of your voices?
Are you who I want to be?
Someone recognizable, and yet not -
A face changed by time and a body altered as well
By a child and wear unseen before
Yet wanted all the same
In each hidden pain lies a story shared or kept
And with each line of verse
Another slice offered like it doesn’t hack away,
Show upon your face
With hope?
Am I who I want to be?
