Even

It’s not insanity, it is what it is.

If you ask me a question, I’ll answer a whole quiz.

Manic, my mind might explode.

If you ask for a thought, you’d drown in my flow.

Terror, It’s there in my soul,

For once this subsides melancholy’ll take hold.

Oh to be normal, on an even keel,

Oh to be normal and not feel how I feel.

First and Last

A bit of deja vu…

If you only knew:

That you are the novel

I read nightly

But words aren’t words

Not anymore

Their meanings

Are lost to our lore

The letters of you

Your face, your mouth

Melt into warm flames

That first kiss

That first touch

A novel only we could write

The sentences invisible

Except to us

We hold them tight

And I read it all

Each and every night

Line by line

Until everything is fine

And sleep takes me away

Closer to you, by one day

Hard To Describe

It’s hard to describe,

The feeling inside,

The excitement that builds,

The sheer act of will.

My chest swells,

The tears well,

Butterflies swirl,

I’m going to see my girl.

My fingers tingle,

Thoughts never come single,

A million at a time,

Ravage my mind.

It’s so hard to describe,

The feelings that I try to hide,

For the enigma that is us,

The excitement that is brought by our love.

 

Both Of Me.

There are two sides to every story.

There are certainly two sides to me.

There’s the loving cuddly father figure.

There’s the the beast seeking depravity.

Sometimes I fight to keep me inside.

Sometimes I just set me free.

Sometimes I tire of this double life.

Sometimes I wish I weren’t me.

For having two sides is such hard work.

Having two sides where one’s perceived as a jerk.

Is tiring to the point that all energy’s gone.

Exhausting the rationale that I’m big, that I’m strong.

And sometimes I crumble.

Sometimes I cry.

Sometimes I wish the world away.

Sometimes I wish I’d die.

But like the world I keep turning around.

I keep the beast securely bound.

I have the strength to live the day.

Hoping that your love will keep me at bay.

And sometimes I think the beast is cool.

Sometimes we don’t need society’s rules.

Sometimes it’s good to let loose and be free.

Sometimes I love like you, both of me.