Do you remember
How we used to always fight
I kinda miss it
Do you remember
How we used to always fight
I kinda miss it
Duplicitous speech
Glibly spoken through your teeth
Your pearly white teeth
Heavenly temptress
Casting light on the shadows
And guiding werewolves
Did you ever stand by
Complicit?
What were you
Waiting for?
Half-naked in bed
Blasting The Veronicas
Late at night is fine
Ya know,
Not everyone will like you
In the end.
And,
Ya know,
That’s just
Fine.
Fuck
Come on, baby
Say the words
The three magic little words
That make me feel
Make me feel
Make me feel again
Come on, baby
Say the words
Tell me how we used to be
Close just like that
Just like that
Just like that again
Come on, baby
Say the words
That I know we both feel
We both feel
We both feel now
Come on, baby
Say the words
The three magic little words
“I miss you”
the hardest part about
Drinking Wine
and writing poetry
At Midnight
is that,
By Morning,
it’ll read too
Real
to keep.
No phone call or card
Replaces a son’s presence
On his Mother’s Day