This is what I'm talkin' 'bout...



I'm talkin' about rose petals, falling- individually scattered and placed just perfectly in position, annointed AND elected to serve their function and to have form while doing it.

I'm talkin' about candles, thousands of candles, arranged around the room giving it the soft light of cults and cabals, and I can understand them.. Because they made your face look even more like an Angel, until I almost gave up my disbelief in Christianity and cried out-

"I found YOU!"

Because you were beautiful that way.

In that way, you stole my breath- you made me breath easy. You calmed me down when I was aggrevated.. Took me in the bedroom many times and left me sedated in wonderful, wonderful ways.

I'm talkin' bout nights with no sleep, trips to Wal Mart at 2AM, and deciding to go camping at nine on friday. About layin' in bed after an all weekend adventure, looking over through strained and grainy eyes to see you.. blissfully asleep and yet barely fallen..

I'm talkin' bout ignited passions, creating dimensions of me I did not know existed- and everyone but you? They missed it. You showed me the tender side, the gentle side.. And ripped down the wall to reveal my depraved and.. most vigorously aggressive perverted side. The things we did to each other? Always less than the other wanted, for fear of rejection- turns out, that was a silly miscommunication..

Haha- I'm talkin' about Love, baby, the kind of shit that people write bad pop radio songs about, that has me singin' to tracks on 103.5- Some crazy teenage be boppin shit I'da never payed any attention to back then..

But this is now, and this is the only tribute I know how to write- To my life, to my hand, to the one who kept me up through the very worst times yet to come- to my wife. Every man should have a woman like her once they life.. I'm talkin' bout the kinda female that moves you- and improves you.



EDIT: You know, I took out the last verse of this cause it was personal and not appropriate for use on the board, it was just some shit for me and her.. But re-reading this fucker without it, I noticed it left it wrong.. This was something I wrote to my wife, now that she's not my wife, we split up, and I think you have to know that we aren't together anymore to understand the tone of this.

"What is done in love always takes place beyond good and evil." -- Nietzsche

steps to the wise
that built arguements of paradise

one will have 2 surrender
thee other will have 2 become a believer

one will have 2 give
thee other will have 2 push

for the cycle
the circle is always moving

so when one stops
the other starts

and when hard times come
both have to amend and bend into new reason

in seasons pass both
will take the lead and will be lead

"Always less than the other wanted, for fear of rejection- turns out, that was a silly miscommunication.."


REJECTIONS A BITCH.

~~~~~~~~ luv R.
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I can relate to ya...this one was felt