Your Best Routine...
I wrote this poem but I haven't written any for like a year... so I hope ya'll like it!
Your Best Routine
Every night the cold darkness settled
Finding me at the foot of my bed
My innocence held within my praying hands
Whispering the dreams in my head
"Make him strong and handsome,
understanding and loyal to me.
His love'll flow like music
...my perfect harmony.
So where are you Mr.Sweet?...
come sweep me off my feet".
My praying hands turned to a bowl for tears
My innocent life was shattered through the years.
Ideals became frivolous, it's all how it seems.
I'm happy... but inside she screams.
I want love- and I want it to burn
Not all pain brings tears
and not all tears bring pain.
I want love- and I'd say it's my turn.
Such soft hair where only her hands play.
Delicate skin that only her fingers graze.
Classic lips that only her tounge licks.
Admire every inch of my body...
Reach for my hand
Cup my face with your palm
Pupil to Pupil
Let our hearts feel as one.
Scan from my eyes to my lips-
shhh
Let the piano play as we kiss.
Be my constant.
I'll be your best routine.