I love you like you are my light and my life
wanted you to be my wife
loved you like a fetish
black like a rubber skirt
the words you say hurt
you cut my heart to ribbons
and still I am giving
my all
in your dominance I fall
I hit the wall
but I drill through
I love you I still do
but I am ruled by you
the wisest thing to do is to walk away
but I can’t eat or breathe without you
I love you I know I am no wimp
maybe I am a simp
but I love you all the same
in our deranged game.
No matter how you change the font
words stay the same
I know I am not your type, am I to blame?
I could be made of muscles with six pack and broad shoulder and arms of Steel
but I am not
I could be a scientist with a silver tongue eloquent or just very well hung
I am me there is only one version of myself
I can’t change
or rearrange
I realise my limitations
I won’t be able to perform and act as an imitation
I am who I am
Love me or let me go
for its you I love I know you know!
Under cover running from the law
with my lockdown lover wanting more
It started with zoom chats
and synchronised watching of Netflix films
then we fired up the kiln
of love
No social gatherings
my life is unraveling
this was before we were allowed a bubble
I knew she was trouble
when we started this fling
now it’s become a thing
Texting
Sexting
lovers tings
Skype and zoom
our love bloomed
but then we wanted to meet
I snuck round her house
she wore a sexy lingerie
but someone dobbed us in
as they heard us causing a din
So now I have been fined
but at least her heart is mine.
I sit and think of you
Our dates
The courting
the tender kisses
the way you are my Mrs
Our children and the way they’ve grown
the loneliness of our divorce
then I realise it’s all my mind
we haven’t even known each other that long
but in my head our connection our bond
makes we want to belong
in your life
even if it’s just fantasy lived in 10 mins
I feel like I could live a lifetime in your eyes
dreaming under starry skies.
She hides ink in her pen
But even when
she doesn’t write
she is full of fight
Her eyes are light
but her tears are rain
hiding her story and her shame
Queen someday
pavements followed
the truth is hard to swallow
Breathing it in
choking and trying to grin
her poems she could have shown me
kept within
unwritten mysteries
our shared history.