I wrote a love song
For a lover I once knew
And titled it you
song
Hero
Here, I am waiting
For a song and a hero
To whisk me away
Too Easy (I’d Rather)
It would be too easy to write a sad love song.
Would be too easy to not get along.
Would be too easy to do something wrong.
But I rather love you.
I’d rather love strong.
It’d be easy to close myself off.
It’d be easy to lie and scoff.
But I’d much rather stay soft.
I feel my heart beating out my chest.
And in this pain, I’d rather love it all away.
Love It (Record Player)
I love it how you rub my hair.
Love it how you blow kisses in the air.
Slap me around. Throw me down.
I love how we play around
To the music and sound.
The treble. That bass.
I love that soothing pound.
Getting lost in you, and I clench my breath.
Letting go frightens me, and I silently detest.
Record player on repeat.
Bodies swaying to the sound track.
I take control of your hips.
You tease the steam down my pulsating back.
Pulling you in close. You whisper in my ear.
“You are not alone. I am here.”
Like This…
Once upon a time not quite like this
I yearned for a sweetness just like this.
A touch like this.
A kiss like this.
Never knew butterflies could soar like this
Or the sun would shine like this.
Smile like this.
So warm like this.
Never wrote a poem that sung like this.
Think I’ll stay for a while…
Love Notes and Dirty Dishes 