You Bring Out

You bring out my best,

Sweet, loving, poetic, rhymes.

You bring out my worst,

Perverted, filth, debauched at times.

You bring out my gent.

Polite, modest, contained, kind.

You bring out my misogynist,

Crude, dirty, leering, unrefined.

You bring out my Daddy,

Caring, snuggly, eager to guide.

You bring out my Beast,

Dominating, selfish, with a one track mind.

You bring out me,

Both side of my psyche.

You bring out who you love,

Each of those of whom I write.

 

Pornography?

Pornography holds nothing for me, 

For you’ve ruined it all,  you see. 

No girl on picture, film, or web, 

Exudes the sexuality that you ebb.

We’ve talked on occasion about what I’ve liked, 

But I only want to see you tonight. 

Pornography might have well of died, 

For I only want you before my eyes.