Saccharine

He keeps me up all night
Excited, lost in a fantasy.
I barely know this boy,
Yet, he had this strange effect on me.

His eyes penetrate my soul,
I reveal all that I had hidden.
He smiled sweetly, knowing
The effect he triggers within.

I watch him play the guitar,
I want to tell him what an instrument I can be,
I want to whisper deep into his soul,
Tell him how he can pleasure me.

I watch his fingers move
I fantasize it sliding on my skin,
His lips part into a smile
Following my mind, right to where it had been.

Black hair so thick and lush
My fingers grab them at the back of my head,
I'm blushing now, deep red and hot
All I want to do is take him to bed.

Caged Lover

She holds his heart hostage, I try desperately
To break the chains and set him free.
It's that part of me,
That will try relentlessly,
I'm a warrior in a cage.

He responds to my soul, fear grips him-paralytic!
I will heal his scars,
Fill his eyes with stars,
Lift those restraining bars,
Play music and make him ecstatic.

I'm a healer and now, he is my goal.
I will find him a new muse,
His life force renewed,
New paths will he choose,
I will hurt, but, refuse to feel used.

I love him now- without reason- completely.
I want him to know,
The route out will I show,
To the light will he go,
And I will rest in the misery.

Midnight Madness

Sleep evades me,
Thoughts run through my head,
like a rabid dog, fearing death.

Thoughts of you, thoughts of me.
Thoughts of what is and could have been.
I try to let go, let it be
but, the carcass of our once great love haunts me.

The stench of our egos, fills my brain,
Until I collapse, trapped once again
In the loop of sorrow and pain
Love now a corpse, we both have slain.

I rush to the sink, splash water on my face,
Hoping the liquid will seep through to find a place
Within my head, wash of any and all trace
Of you, of me, of us-but I fail.

Sleep evades me, and I lie awake,
Hoping death comes knocking, comes to take
My life, as payment. But, instead I lie awake.

The Grey Lizard's Challenge

I want you to read my mind,

Tell me what you find

Embedded deep within,

Where no-one else has been.

If, you can reach that far,

And come out without scars.

I want you to listen to what I say,

Find hidden meanings everyday,

Try to peel the mask I wear,

Check if I'm even there.

Know Truth- if you have the guts,

Find meaning, before you bite the dust.

I want you to try to make me feel,

Break through what I have sealed,

Uncover the layers of lies,

Try to look into my eyes,

Before I turn you to stone,

Before I make you atone.

The Blow-up Doll

Always at his beck and call,

Excuse of a human- this blow-up doll

She talks as well, but you don’t hear her at all

Alas! She is nothing more than his blow-up doll.

She loves him so much, so she complies,

She can’t get her voice across, hard as she tries.

He loves her too- he never once lies

His demands are simple- but every night she cries.

Within, her true form is a bundle of pain,

Open wounds bleed profusely, again and again.

No way to stop it, she drowns in the rain

And emerges once more, hoping for change.

Scars from everyone, cut into her skin,

She bleeds, but you don’t see it- its buried deep within

He won’t ever know how things could have been,

He never tried to understand, just like her kith and kin.

She couldn’t really blame him-it was not his fault at all

How was he supposed to get though her impregnable wall?

And so this love story like all others, would rise and eventually fall,

She was never meant to be more than a blow-up doll.

Like all men before him, he had his fun,

He plundered the doll and left, once he was done.

It’s just another scar, she told herself, just another one.

She bled profusely-bleed for everyone.