Love starts the Day
I give you kisses before
I leave the bed
Each morning, love starts the day.
To those who know it all
Knowledge is almost as infinite as love
They both can carry you to great heights
But only love can comfort you after you suffer the fall
On late nights when I’m sure I've forgotten your face
I awake in a cold sweat
To the memory of your taste.
I have no interest in being "everybody's" taste.
Like dark roasted coffee, red wine, and caviar.
I'd rather be acquired.
You tell me you love me when you wanted me to behave
Wanted me to shut up
Wanted me to be enslaved
Like a fool I fell for it every time
I love you
Instead of sorry I know I fucked up
Please don’t leave me as I kindly told you to shut the fuck up
Why is society’s rules so engrained in me
That I could accomplish 100 great things
Fail you once
And still find shame in me
I love men
I adore them I swear I do
But they can be so petty
I’m not jaded
Just a cynic by experience
My silence is pregnant with fear of loneliness.
Well behaved women rarely make history
Well behaved women are seldom single
I want love, I want marriage, and the happiness of family
But I want conviction, fairness, and the apologies that will never come
I want greatness without it seeming that I am attempting to outshine your own
I want forgiveness that only women seem to know.
I want my thirst for humanity to not undercut my marital status