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With this ring
I, thee, wed.
Life as you knew it
Is now dead.
I take thee soul
And make it mine.
When you met me
You could not see the sign.
You will never talk
To another man
You say I can not control that
But, Oh, yes I can.
I must know who
You are talking to on the phone
You will learn quickly
My commanding tone.
You will not argue
Or take a stand
If you try
Welcome to the back of my hand.
The preacher said
"Your bride you may now kiss."
Oh, my darling,
Welcome to wedded bliss.
I, thee, wed.
Life as you knew it
Is now dead.
I take thee soul
And make it mine.
When you met me
You could not see the sign.
You will never talk
To another man
You say I can not control that
But, Oh, yes I can.
I must know who
You are talking to on the phone
You will learn quickly
My commanding tone.
You will not argue
Or take a stand
If you try
Welcome to the back of my hand.
The preacher said
"Your bride you may now kiss."
Oh, my darling,
Welcome to wedded bliss.
Literature
my firefly
she breathes in
rivers,
and tries to trap the
droplets
in her palms-
(crying when they
slither through her fingers)
she closes her eyes but lets
Literature
Tiger Eyes
Hidden between a ribcage
not fit for company, or
mid-winter loving,
I grasped your heart, tightly.
We were a mess of ugly
metaphors, and tongues
gone limp-from far to many
late night, gunpowder kisses.
The kind that left nostalgic
paper cut hearts that burned
and ached, lonesome for you
after months of itching.
Tired, but deadly, I once found
you resting at my feet, peering
up with hungry tiger eyes and
claws unsheathed.
[ I never wanted you more. ]
Literature
senescent.
she was the girl
in love with peter pan;
fairy dust and
crescent moons-
she dreamed of
mermaids in lagoons.
she was the one
clapping her hands
yelling out loud
"i do believe!
i do believe in
fairies and dreams
and happily ever after!"
now she's sitting
in the dark
wondering where her
fairy tales went-
wondering where
never-land is
and how she's supposed
to get there.
she's looking for all the wrong
answers in all the wrong places.
she's trying to escape,
and she doesn't even know
what she's running from.
she's everything you love
but you don't know why
anymore.
she was the girl
that believed in fairy
tales.
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Yikes! I'm glad I have a good wifey.