You Melt Me

The feel of your breath on my neck, dear,

The way you squeeze me harder to you...
The soft moans when you're comfortable,
Your voice, when you whisper my name...

The sound of your voice when you're having "too much fun"
Melts me down to the very core of my soul,
It makes my breath escape my lungs
And I have no control anymore.
The feel of your fingers on my skin adds electricity
And every inch of my skin vibrates rhythmically...
I hope I return the favor, since this feeling's amazing.
Your lips on my skin set me on fire,
And your tongue's smooth, wet, hot texture is lovely,
It drives me insane, sometimes, really...
Since I really don't want this to stop...
My heart beats faster than light,
Every time you're around, babe,
I'm melting.

In Your Arms

The moment your arms wrap around me,
Is the moment the world disappears...
The infinite safety is splendid, dear.

The moment your arms wrap around me,
The fear in my heart just leaves,
And I'm feeling invincible, dear.

The moment your arms wrap around me,
I fall into this wonderful trance,
And everything's all right, dear.

The moment your arms wrap around me,
Time stops in its tracks...
Even it wants to watch is, dear.

Fix It

I get your point, dear, I see what you did there,
And now the joke is over, time to come closer.
If there ever was a moment where I needed you,
Now it comes and lays across my lap
Summoning, beckoning,
Can I be your weakness, dear, just for a while,
Can you wrap your arms around me and fix it?
Take the fear away, and remove the pain...
Please, dear, fix it.

Afraid

I'm curled up and I am terrified,
I feel the blood spread across my wings...
And with wet eyes I look upon Heaven,
And beg you with all I have to come to me.
Tears wash my face and soak the sheets I have,
I'm so afraid of this, come to me.
I realize it now, what's happening,
And it won't matter in the morning
If you're not here.

Come to Me

He came to offer me a seat at his dinner table,
And planted doubt within my soul...
Whereas once my wings were angel white
Now bloody stains grown on them,
And my own friends turn from me and say
"I need to wash my hands of this for now."
I'm terrified to place it all on the line,
And lose everything that I've accomplished...
But now, the time for pride is over,
And I will call and say
"I'm terrified, come to me, stay."

Dreams

I dream of you often now, darling, and I wake up blissfully unaware
That you're not behind me, wrapped around me...
You don't surround me, with your excellent scent.
I'm stuck in Dreamland where you're with me,
And your lips meet mine, sugarcane and ivory,
Your arms are wrapped around me and I'm safe.
The dream is lovely, darling, and it's quite the escape,
We spend some time together and just enjoy each other and...
You smile a lot, your eyes do too...
And I'll be honest: you're quite the view!
In Dreamland, it's just you and I,
Utopia is wonderful when my eyes close,
And you come to me... and we wrap each other in each other...
And it's wonderful.
I dream of you often now, darling, and I smile in my sleep a lot,
In these dreams, you're next to me and almost feels better than reality,
But it comes in a close second place to you being next to me,
Where I can feel your breath, be wrapped in your scent,
And count each heartbeat that matches my beat.

Too Late

Here you go again "opening" your soul,
And telling me things I may not wish to know...
There's still a part of me that looks at you with love,
And that part of me will always glow
Each time you tell me that you love me.
But time for this has passed, dear,
And you have screwed things up.
It can be salvaged, slowly, but...
It won't return to that.
You may love me, until time stops,
And several millenia after that...
But the time's not right, it never was,
And you may want me to your heart's content
But now he has me...
You're too late.

Masochistic

Always craving the exotic,
There's something satisfying about this...
The hungry look in your eyes is returned tenfold,
And the electrifying touch of our skin is incredible.
Always demanding the impossible.
There's perfection in the unattainable...
The beautiful need of time spent together is priceless,
And the wonder in each minute is incredible.
Always expecting the unexpectable,
There's excitement in the predictable,
The comfort in hiding in your arms
And the world seems to stop in its tracks.
Always summoning the necessary,
There's brilliance in how well we fit together,
Two puzzle pieces to make a whole image.
Always looking for the intelligent,
There's excellence in your flaws, dear,
And I can't help but want more.

There's something stunning about how I feel,
And how my heart complicates my demands,
I think, by far, the best part is my
Stupid, masochistic heart.

Heart

So complicated in your choices, darling...
What you desire most leaves me speechless,
And you stop beating for a minute
When you make me look into those eyes of his.
You scare me sometimes, in your demands...
You're so unyielding and so in command,
You're wonderful, sweetheart.

Would it?

Would it bother you if I snuggled in for a while
And after some time, we can move it along?

Would it bother you if we spent the night in silence,
And all that could fill the room is our heartbeats?


Would it bother you if my hand moved up from your knee
And my lips got insanely close to your neck?

Would it bother you if my lips touched your skin
In all the right places without hesitation?

Would it bother you if my breath cooled
And summoned goose bumps on your skin?

Would it bother you if I kissed the skin on your chest
And kept you close to me for a while?

Would it bother you if I traced patterns on your skin
With the tip of my tongue dipped in sin?

Would it bother you if we stayed like this
And kept each other warm for some time?

And would it bother you if I pushed all your buttons,
The moment you want them pushed?

Skin on Skin

There's something intimate about this,
How the heat of your skin transfers to mine,
And the gentle touch is reciprocated quickly.
There's something seductive about this,
The way I fit in your arms and I feel weak,
And my knees can't seem to keep themselves still.
There's something sensual about this,
How you look at me with that crooked smile
And stop my heart in it's melting tracks.
There's something about this,
How my skin feels against your skin
And the last thing that I want
Is to stop holding your hand.

Your Lead

Move those hips babe, close to mine
And breathe on my neck,
Please.
Ignore any moans you may hear
Because your skin on my skin
Is just bliss.
Keep your hands on my skin, and hold me close.
Put your lips on my lips and breathe,
Let your body follow my lead,
This dance is somewhat of a specialty,
And the undulating hip movements
Are unique to the style of this song.
Save the blushing for later, dear,
And close your eyes for a bit,
Feel this addictive beat
And babe, I'll follow your lead.

Naughty

There's this song I keep hearing,
And the beat is infectious...
There's no full moon, but baby
I can feel it calling my name.
My skin is on fire and I can feel it
Burning for something
That only you can give me,
And baby, I guarantee it's
Going to be sweet.
Maybe it's the energy
That keeps calling my name,
But it feels just like your fingers
Tracing patterns on my skin
And the thoughts in my head
Are pure sin, but tonight,
It doesn't matter, baby.
The song's on repeat,
And my hips get ahead of me...
And every muscle vibrates,
This dance is something
So natural, so sensual,
So accidental...
And yet so addicting,
And as my hips keep moving
To this beat, undulating,
The energy's calling my name
And all I want to do
Is give in.

Cold

I see habits don't change when something happens,
And the person you need to run to doesn't cut it,
When you wanna call him and your hands cannot move,
And once you text him, your hands grow cold.

Now that I have your attention, I don't want it,
And I want her better, it's a girl thing...
And I really fear I broke your heart...
But tough luck, you can't make this one stop.
I can feel the apathy growing inside,
And the cold in my hands isn't just symbolic...
I can feel the basic instincts take over,
And the beast rears its bloody head.
I can feel the bloodthirst burn my throat
And I can fix it easily,
But the monster in me likes it, a bit...
And the monster within doesn't want to end it...
Unless it's covered in the red stuff
And they're cowering in the corner terrified.
It's terrible because I can taste you...
Shouldn't have made that move,
Stupid child.
And I know you can tame this,
But Butterfly, I don't need this...
I need you to stop calling my phone...
That voice isn't something I need to hear.
And I want her to tell me I'm fine,
Because I know she won't be scared...
And I know she's not afraid of a fight
If it makes me okay in the end.
Make the pain stop Butterfly,
And take the thirst away
Because there's such easy pray
15 feet from my couch,
Solving puzzles and blissfully ignorant
Of all that's really going on.
I'm cold, and I'm glad I don't have any nails,
Or I would have bled...
But the knife I keep is inches away,
And she won't smell me like I smell her.
The monster within is cherishing images
Of itself covered in food,
And the vampire loves it when the conscience leaves...
But hey, the monster within...
Can be contained.

Butterfly, I fixed it. Without blood shed..
And now the calm in my veins returns...
And I feel better. Much better so
I guess my self control has the best of me.

Butterfly

I know you called when I told you I needed you,
But I'm not ready to hear that voice again,
So concerned, so protective...
So full of worry it makes my heart ache.
I know you keep calling to make sure I'm alright
But I shouldn't have told you anything about this,
There's nothing you can do with a country between us,
And your girlfriend clinging tight around your neck.
I know we keep calling each other when we need it,
But I can't think of someone who has time like you do,
To listen, to tell me I'm gonna be fine...
To mentally hug me because you know that I need it...
I know we keep trying to make it all better,
It's my job to make sure you pull it together,
And some part of me looks for the friend I once knew
That's still deep within you...
And I know it's hard for her to watch you panic,
Because my walls are falling around me...
And I know I shouldn't be asking...
But, Butterfly, there's no one around...
And I'm scared...
And I'm crying somehow...
And I'm shaking uncontrollably... but
Butterfly, make it better again.

Sir III

If he dies as a result of a decision HE made,
How is it any of my fault, sir?
Why do you say I have blood on my hands,
When my hands are without stain?
Where in my contract does it say I'm responsible
For the decisions of people I cannot control?
Why are you lashing out, when you understood?
Do you think my loyalty will change in the blink of an eyes,
Which is what this is, to the history we have together?
Why do you whip into decay everything I do and say
Because you told me to follow my heart,
And it did not lead me on the path you calculated me on?
You're not around when I cry anymore,
Because neither of us can look at each other
Without some sort of resentment...
You for me leaving and doing what I needed to do,
And me because all of this hurt is because of you.
You don't wipe my tears away, sir, I do...
No one's around to see me like this
And no one should be...
Because your words tear into my soul
And expose the raw flesh and the bone...
And pour on the wound an acid that hurts
More than anything I've ever felt before.
Sir, when I look for you for safety, you are absent,
And when I look for you for permission, you're gone...
So don't make me cry as a result of an action
I could not control, though I tried.
This is definitely the last tear I will cry
As a result of your words being spat in my eye.

Sir II

How can you say such words to me, Sir?
When your mouth formed such lovely words
Not too long ago, when looking into my eyes...
How can that tongue that rolled gold covered compliments
Spew such acid on the flesh of my chest?
You know, better than them, the work I put in....
The heart I keep locked away from this field,
And the hurt your words just sliced through my skin.
How can you put such weight on my shoulders,
When I don't have much experience under my belt either?
How can you be so cruel, sir?
How? When you know I love him like I do a brother,
How DARE you soil my hands with such responsibility,
When he's old enough to make his own choice?

Sir

So many back handed comments, and such sharp words...
The insults roll off your tongue as if you were a natural, sir.
I know why you're doing this, and it's so unfair,
Since my predicament is something you decided for me.
I told you to change our contract, I need a shorter one,
Don't make me go over your head, you'll lose one.
Such sharp blade slice me from seam to seam
And you're releasing some things I kept locked up for a reason.
You don't think before you speak when you're angry,
And flowers won't cure what you spat in my face..
The perfume won't eradicate this putrid smell
Your insults just left on my skin.
Your brothers saw something leave my eyes,
And they're afraid of our future together, Sir...
If I can't work with you, I can work against you,
My offers remained open until the end of time,
Really.
I think you have cut me for the last time, Sir,
And I won't allow another fucking insult
To roll off that golden tongue of yours
As payback for FOLLOWING ORDERS YOU GAVE.
So let me tell you again, Sir,
Watch your words, I say this without threat,
Because I'm reaching my limit on your thoughtless comments...
And I might leave this firm with little regret.

Writing

Writing always cleared my mind,

And in the beginning it rhymed...

But as thoughts got complicated

And my life got complex...

I started forgetting the rhyme scheme.

Sometimes my writing doesn't make any sense,
And I don't understand what I'm writing,

Sometimes I don't focus on the words

But the sound of my fingers hitting the keys,

Or the sound of the pen caressing the paper...

And at the end, there's something so special...

Writing never became something public,

So many journals I kept hidden away,

Because my soul is my poetry...

And my thoughts somehow form silly words

And silly words, stanzas, and stanzas a poem.

Sonnets, haikus, you name it, I've done it...

I wrote some epic poem in high school,

And lost it...

But to be honest, to be completely fair...

I write what I do, to keep me sane.

And sometimes it helps to keep it where I do...

Because then I can't lose the link.

There's a mystery in who reads my thoughts,
And I don't really mind it, as long as it's just

Something people glance at,

But don't mention...

Now that the darkness is in another dimension...

Some of those poems were scary...

And some of those poems were true...

And I can still remember wanting to end it,

And those poems BARELY made any sense!

I like writing, honestly,

It what keeps me sane...

It's the one place I will say what I mean,

If it's good or it's bad or anywhere in between...

Uncensored, unspoken, unread, and forgotten...

I'll think it, I'll feel it, I'll write it...

I need it. 

Thanks to Him

Here he goes again putting thoughts in my head,
And images I'd rather keep elsewhere.
I can't believe I'm listening to this
And I have to keep myself from grinning...
He makes me turn a new shade of red
For everything I wish I never said...
Some of those thoughts remain in my head...
But dear, some escape.
And I wish he'd torment you like he does me,
Twisting every word that you say...
Making you turn the kind of red
That only I should be seeing.
I wonder how you'd react
To some of the thoughts he puts in my mind...
Because those embed in my head
And they grow bigger, yet...
They wrap themselves around thoughts of you
And with those, they grow and change
Into something silly that makes me forget
Of the negative thoughts in my head...
And he facilitates thinking of you,
Since he allows me to stay in my mind
Where it's warm... where it's safe...
And where I spend my dreams
In your lovely embrace.

Causing Trouble

Here you go again, you silly boy
You're causing trouble like before...
I told you to leave it alone,
Now look what you've done.
You never trust me to be right
Wouldn't go without a fight,
And now you expect me to fix it?
Not going to happen, dearie.
I'd rather you picked a home
And stayed in it.
Instead of moving every few months
And making me work overtime
To make sure you can sleep at night.
I'd rather you picked a mate
And kept with it.
Instead of giving your heart away
Every few years
And getting it broken by some stupid kid
Who doesn't understand what we do.
I'd rather you stayed in school
And did something great with your life,
So that one day I can look at you
And tell my mate "I made that happen".
I'd rather you keep staying sober,
Which you've been doing and is awesome,
Because the new you is great
And has so much to offer to everyone,
Plus the old you was a jackass.
So here you go again,
Causing trouble for me...
Making me use energy I don't have
In making sure you can close your eyes during the night,
And that nothing's gonna come in your room,
And pull you out of that bed,
Because, little one, in your state...
I'm the legend that made you this great.

Sometimes

Sometimes I sit here and wonder "why me?"
And I try to ignore what's blatantly staring into my eyes,
What's screaming into my ears
And what pounds into my skin.
I try to be surprised when they break their hearts,
And when the words they say cause craters in each other...
When they know they screwed up but are far too proud
To talk to each other about it.

Sometimes I sit here and wonder "should I?"
And I try to decide if I should tell them the truth,
If I should point out the inevitable doom
That they probably will be seeing soon...
They weren't ready for this, and no one said a word,
I kept quiet and hoped it would work...
But they're my best friends, I should keep to myself
And let them work it out by themselves.

Sometimes I sit here and wonder "would I?"
And I try to understand what I'd do...
Would I want them to tell me if they saw my doom,
Or would I want to remain in my lovely bliss?
I've been in their shoes and they stayed quiet,
And when the moment came they said "I always thought so"
And the slap in the face hurt the most coming from them.

Sometimes I sit here and wonder "what if?"
And I try to tell myself it's gonna be fine.
But what if it's not and I could have prevented
The hurt they'll be feeling the second they end it?
What if I speak up and lose my best friends,
Who would I be opening up to again?
What if I watch what will happen
And let them break it together?

Stop Time

There's a beauty about the sunshine hitting your face at the right angle,

And there's an innocence about the way you smile at me at night...

The brilliance of that smile can make time stop so suddenly.

It's silent. It's warm. And it's safe.

There's a warmth about your intertwined fingers with mine

And there's a heat between our palms while our palms kiss...

The wonder of your movements is  stunning and stops time in its tracks.

Spite

Now that the anger evaporated and the jaded part has died
I think of you, I think of her, and I think of all you've done to me.
No longer co-dependent and no longer at your feet,
The pedestal you've lived on turned to butter and you fell
To the mud covered ground, and now you reek of broken dreams
And it seems you're trying to change, trying to beg for a chance
But the ship has sailed and I have walked away,
Never will I let you control my destiny.
I'm over you, you child, without you I'm much better,
And although we're talking, we don't talk about her...
I still think of you, now that it's all better,
But the warm feeling that was there, has long since left my bones...
And although we're fine, and there is no more anger,
Babe, I hope you think of me each time you bed her.

The Last Panic Attack

The same familiar thoughts trigger the same familiar feeling,

And I can't contain this anymore, I'm weak!

My heart keeps beating faster and I can feel each minute

Like an eternity that never ends or stops!

I want to run from this, but my legs are jello

And all I seem to do is sit here and freak out...

The paranoia worsens and all seems to get bad,

I can see darkness happen and I can feel it come...

Apocalyptic, almost, is this anxiety ,

As if there's lava flowing through my veins instead

Of sweet-sweet crimson blood.

My chest is getting tighter and all I feel is pain,

I can't find words that could explain this and it terrifies me

Because there's no one closer, no one to stop it.

It's hard to breathe, darling, the air is running out

And I can't help but sit here and cry my eyes out...

I'm tired of these worries, I cannot help but scream

These silent words, the thought's unbearable...

But then it passes, dear, and I'm just fine again.

Shall I compare thee...

Shall I compare thee to a summer night?
You are more lovely and more wonderful,
Your skin so soft it puts the breeze to shame,
Your eyes so bright it turns the moon away
And on your lips, the sweetest taste...
The sweet intoxication, and your warm embrace!

Shall I compare thee to an autumn night?
You are more brilliant and much more colorful,
Your character, so cool and oh so wonderful,
Your words so temperate, your lips so kissable
And on your palms, my palms and Holy Palmer's kiss...
The innocence of touching and the slower pace.

Shall I compare thee to a winter night?
You are more pale, my dear, than all the snow in sight,
Your breath wraps me closer and I snuggle in,
Your eyes as warm as fire, your taste like sweetened tea...
An aphrodisiac, you are, and each time we meet,
Your arms feel like sweet eternity.

Shall I compare thee to a spring night?
You are more peaceful and more delicate
Your scent surrounds me, darling, and fills me with its grace,
Your touch so sensual, the touch so temperate
Make my heart beats faster than hummingbird wings
You are the safety of my midnight dreams.

Hopeful

It could have been worse, blood could have been spilled
And the floor could be covered with gray matter and gun powder,
But the truth of the matter, when it all comes together
Is that you and I are in it for the long run.
Sometimes it gets complicated, and the emotions run high,
A million miles per second and stop in 2 seconds flat...
It can get better, if there's a glimmer of hope
And the though that "Yes, this can happen", or
"This is worth all this effort".
Thoughts like these ones make all the difference,
And change the perspective one-eighty-degrees.
It may be impossible, and risky, and pointless,
But you won't know 'till you try,
Am I right? (I am right)

Confessions

Dearest,

We struggle sometimes with the choices we make,
I want something stable and you a fairy-tale,
Dearest one, I do my best now
To keep you safe and keep you from getting hurt
And I always over think and wonder if I could have helped
If I could have done anything to make it better for you.
You see someone you like, love, and you want them fully...
And I've kept you locked away for years, a stone so cold,
The best in marble, darker than death... I couldn't trust you to be yourself.
You've since carved your way out of that tomb
And now shine like the ruby you are!
I like it, darling, how you're so full of joy
And so happy about everything as if for the first time!
You're wonderful, and I still worry about you,
But for you, love, I'll spend nights awake
Making sure you won't get hurt again.
So love, dearest one, whomever you chose,
Be it the wind that ruffles your feathers,
The boy down the street who's smile warms your core,
The terrible weather that comes with the season,
Or the friends you have lost for my reasons.
Love whom you want, darling, and be as free as you'd like
I'm done standing in your way, dear, do as you please
As long as you make me the tiniest promise:
Smile as wide as you can, and love without fear,
And trust me, darling, I'll watch out for you from up here,
Where I can see what comes near.
It's gonna be okay, darling one...
As of now, your new life has begun.

Love Always,

Your Brain

Sunlight

The moment begins with sunshine on my pillow
And the world is still for a while,
Everything's quiet and the world is okay
And I'm not getting up for a while.
It's warm and it's safe, and I like it where I am...
There's no one around and the dreams are fun.

Hiding from the sunshine and burying my face in my sheets,
And I can still smell you on my skin, dear.
It's going to be okay, the day is young
And we don't have to move for some time.
I can wake up like this for a while
And defeat the sun with a smile.

You Don't Understand

You don't know how hard it is for me to stop,
You don't understand how lucky you are...
Not needing to do what I do,
Being okay with people around you,
Not wanting something you shouldn't receive...
You're far too lucky, my dear.

You don't understand what reaction you cause
When you're standing a little too close...
When I can smell the unique scent of your skin,
When the clothing you wear is too thin,
When the warmth from your body intensifies sin
Since you're not fighting with the monster within.

You don't have to struggle with keeping away,
With taking a breath and walking away,
With trying to keep the f*cker at bay
When all you can think of is the red stuff in their vein
And you have to maintain your composure as sane,
No, you don't understand this game.

You don't think of how you'll affect me
When your arms really embrace me
And you pull me close to your neck...
When all I can smell is your scent,
Where the skin is too soft and too thin...
And I need to balance my wants.

You trigger in me something too dormant,
I work all too hard to calm down this need...
I try really hard to keep you from seeing
This struggle within the walls of my skin
And you do stupid things that put us at risk
And you don't even think of these things!

You know that I love you, my dear
As my best friend, I will always be there...
But sometimes I need you to keep your distance
Because there's something as simple as slipping...
And you don't appreciate the struggle
But you don't want to meet the uncensored vampire.

P.S: It doesn't look like this. 

Jazz

Start a fire and pour us both some tea,
Lay down on the floor beside me and listen...
Can you hear the keys being touched?
The instrument trembles beneath his fingers
And you and I slip deeper and deeper
In this song tonight.

Bring a blanket and pour us some brandy,
Lay next to me and pull me to you...
Tonight the music's kinder to us,
And the fire's seductive touch
Will make us tremble and ache for more
Because of this song, tonight.

Close your eyes and forget about the coffee,
Lay with me a while longer...
Lend me your lips for some time
And you can have mine if you promise
Not to leave so damn early, because
Tonight we have to be one with this song.

Nothing on Us

There are many love affairs, both tragic and impressive,
There were many broken hearts and many youths were restless...
There was beauty in their love, and tragedy within their souls
But baby, no one had to know about them.
Take Romeo and Juliet, the secret star-crossed lovers,
The universe was set against them, they refused no as an answer,
And although they died together, their love was what impressed us,
The youth between a holy palmer's kiss did die.
Pyramus and Thisbe loved each other too,
And before the dawn, did what lovers do...
They met their end against each other's flesh
And no one knew a love like theirs.
Paolo and Francesca, or so Dante tells us, were lovers too, in secrecy...
They loved together, hid together, and read some poetry.
The two were lovely, and oh so worthy of an afterlife
So they got it, they were united, and died in each other's arms.
Penelope stayed faithful 'till Odysseus returned to her,
108 men she denied, while waiting twenty years...

They lived until they died of age and then they were together,
True love, my dear, lasted their whole life.
Orpheus lost Eurydice two times in a row,
His mournful music won her back but then he looked behind,
She vanished right before his eyes and then was out of sight
But such music that he played moved us and we wept.
Helen loved Paris, so, and Troy fell hard for her...
Such love has moved all history and we have wept for her.
Paris stole her heart and love and stole her from her home,
He paid the highest price for love, he really should have won.
Lancelot and Guinevere loved each other until the very end,
Camelot was torn apart and Arthur was destroyed...
They weren't smart, they didn't plan it well,
But they did love each other oh so much.
So many lovers literature has shared with us,
And history has done the same,
The only flaw of all these couples
Was that they weren't us.
They could all fade beside us, dear, they could wither away!
Love is complicated, dear, and love is far too fragile
But they could do it, and they have...
And all that's left is us!
They were so tragic, we will not be!
I'll watch for you and you may keep me..
Give it some time, and have some faith,
Infatuation is the key...
These flawed couples paid the price and made such perfect stories,
It's wonderful to keep it sweet because love lasts a life time,
I'd love it if they all could speak and teach us a few things.
Give it some time, darling one, and see the world unfold
Because in time, it's evident that this is how love works.

Worth the Wait

Waiting is the hardest thing I'd ever have to do,
And I'd do it in half of a heartbeat for you.
I'd sit still and quiet my mind for some time,
If I knew that will make you all mine.
What I'm trying to say, and I swear this is true,
Is that I'm more than willing to wait for you.
And I say this with absolute faith
You, dear one, are worth the wait.

Punish

Give me the complete experience taught by the gods
And show me the person not destined to fall
Into temptation, destined for an eternity without any salvation.
Strip the skin from my muscles and my muscles from bone
And expose me, raw as I am, to the sun!
Show my nerve endings and use acid to burn
Punish me for my trip to the sun!
Try stripping my dignity and make me regret
But such an experience, I cannot forget!

Experience

Strip the skin from my muscles and my muscles from bone
And expose me, raw as I am, to the sun!
Show me Icarus and let us embrace
Allow me to gaze upon Prometheus' face!
Bring Aphrodite to the foot of my bed
Or substitute her for Apollo instead.
Bring me, nerves exposed, to the edge of the cliff
And tie me to an Albatross wing
So I may take flight, so I may soar
Above the hatred- the inner class war!
Allow me to touch Poseidon's trident

Icarus

And let my fear to run around rampant,
I need some excitement before I depart
Before I skip out on this miserable part!
Let me meet Thor and swing his hammer
For I may see Loki and go and get hammered.
I wish to meet Cupid and Psyche in the heavens above
And hear for a decade about their passionate love!
I wish to learn more about the experiences of people
And who better to teach than these magnificent figures?
Teach me the secrets of making my mark
Be it through love or by touching the sun,
Make me wise and irresistibly splendid
Because I want to make a lasting impression!
Teach me the secrets of being so pure
And opening my soul to the truth!
Allow me to fly too close to the sun
And fall back in Hercules' arms!
Call Beowulf over to teach me about troth
And ask Michael for a genuine laugh!
Summon Belial to show me his worth
And Lucifer to make my path glow,
Call Raphael over with a fresh breath of air
And save Dante from his trip into Hell!

Until You Love

It's all fun and games until the heart desires most,
Then bloody angels come from the world below
And spoil the fun, infect the mind, corrode the soul...
And take with them any thought of self control.
And the heart that loves, will be the first to burn
There's nothing left behind but ashes in a hole.
The lesson has been taught, and all is pointless, dear...
Nothing hurts so bad until you let yourself love him.

Acid

So many emotions burn within these veins
And nothing left to soothe this intolerable shame...
Can't tell the truth, can only hide it now..
Time to disappear, time to flee somehow.
Acid thoughts corrode the simple mind within
And bloody lullabies call the demon in
Where's nice and warm, so many hopes destroyed...
Suits me well, my dear, I chose to hope.

Destroy

There it went again, put it on the line
Then dance around the subject time after time...
Expect to make it happen, expect to let it go..
Time to burn it up and enjoy the show.
Inject the hopes within me and watch them burn like sin,
Slice me into pieces and enjoy the scene...
Nothing good ever came for me
Time to slice it open...
Fuck your sympathy.

Same Me

It's the same me, the one I'll always be...
The same stupid childish me.
The same me that gives her heart away
And gets it broken the following day.
The same me that rushes into things and
Lets her heart win every bloody thing.
The same me that will always get hurt...
The me that will fall apart.

You Are

You're a beautiful boy, darling, flawed as you are...
And there's a storm brewing within me, as it always does,
But this time, it seems, my impulse to run is paralyzed
And instead, I want to stick around and hide myself
Within you.

You're a brilliant boy, darling, shy as you are...
And there's something inside me that wants to come play,
But this time, it seems, captivity is the best option
Before ruining this by acting too quickly
For you.

You're a wonderful boy, darling, reluctant as you are...
And the hunter in me wants to proceed and pull you out of your skin,
But this time, it seems, the tables have turned and somehow
The predator's pacified and put at ease by
You.