Don’t Ever Change

You drive me insane.

You can be so- 
stubborn
blunt
pig-headed
hot-tempered
opinionated
self-centered
impatient
aggravating
inflexible
and needy.

So no wonder I love you.
Because you are-

steadfast
honest
loyal
passionate
thought-provoking
confident
driven
persistent
pragmatic
and adoring.

Don’t ever change.

Min / Maxing

When I rush in 
You hold me back 

When I get lazy 
You offer no slack 

When I say yes
You argue no

When I pull away 
You won’t let go 

When I want to quit
You refuse to give in 

When I see defeat
You see “learning to win” 

When I start to flicker
You bring out my fire

When I shut up 
You drag out my ire

When I need distance
You horde me alone

When I ramble on
You cut short my drone

When I sought a mate
You sought a soul 

How we fell together 
I will never know

Wrapping

You wrapped yourself up in

Nice clothes 
Hair product 
Contact lenses 

Good manners
Herbal tea
Perfect posture

Soft speech 
Rapt attention 
Quiet attitude 

Then the next day you woke up 

Threw on glasses 
Brushed out bangs
Needily hugged me 

and 

Giggled

Yet you wonder why it took me so long to realize 

How truly adorable 

You are 

CPR

And finally it’s stopped -
The beat
The pulse
The hum
No matter how hard you bleed you know you will succumb

To the finality of death -
Of love
Of hope
Of dreams
You stitch it back together but all you get are empty seams

Even without the will - 
You count
You breathe
You press
There’s no DNR on file so they’ll pump you nonetheless

Until regardless of feelings - 
It stalls
It beeps
It starts
No matter how much damage there’s no replacing broken hearts

Chambered

One beats and bleeds
And cries at night
It burns with passion
And yearns to fight

The other steadies
And bides its time
Unfeeling maybe
But never unkind

As one side contracts
And gushes blood
Its lifeforce spent
In waves of love

The other reigns in
Logic and air
Sustaining the beat
With rhythm and care

Both sides make up
One chambered whole
For one gives purpose
And the other soul

In times of peace
It’s fine to dream
To allow one’s heart
To yearn or scheme

But when crisis hits
You put it away
Switch off the flow
Let reason hold sway

For without both sides
One could never last
Either stoic as stone
Or burnt out too fast 

Challah Back Girl

I see you.
Oh, you tie me up in knots.
Your egg-yolk yellow braids beckon me.
So FLUFFY
so sweet
Your round, soft edges comfort me
The feeling of you in my hands
In my mouth
I would ravish you
Consume you in one night
In one sitting
Leaving not one crumb of you untouched
You don’t understand how much I desire you
How you make my mouth water
And my stomach growl
I long to rip you out of your covering
And just dig into you
Sinking my teeth into your tenderness
Until you fill my mouth
My tongue aches
I want you so badly
You don’t understand
The pain I feel
The hunger
As I turn my head away
And walk firmly past you
Pretending not to notice you beckoning
Calling
Offering
For my doctor has told me
I must not eat carbs
And I cannot cheat
With you
.....
just yet

Ours

A mirror standing darkly
reflecting what I see
the best and worst of you
the dark and light in me

An anchor in the chaos
weighing me down with love
holding me against the current
while my bouyancy floats above

A foil, a fence, a partner
pushing against my hold
pulling me across the dance floor
urging me to be more bold

A magnet –polar opposite
yet intimately connected
two sides of one coin flipped
two roads turned intersected

A duelist who embraces
A cad who always cares
A fellow who makes faces
and doesn’t care who stares

My friend you may be a soulmate
Should we ever chance to meet
For I fear the reason no one finds them
is they forget to stop and simply greet


“Temper”

Mine is a shotgun

Waiting…slow…

Only a couple barrels of ammo

Packed with the birdshot

Of a thousand pecks and jabs

Holding it in

Until finally the trigger pulls

and BAM!

@#!$ you

Yours is a submachine

Constant, steady

An endless supply of small frustrations

Spitting out anger

Into anything that crosses your path

Never ceasing

Until finally the clip empties

and click

reloads

I couldn’t love an unarmed person

Your temper keeps it fair

Makes us stronger

Because expectations make us angry

And so long as I expect

And you expect

More

Then all we have to do my love

is learn to

aim.