Poetry

Empty Shelter

If you are tired

Let me lay you down

My hands will murmur soft lullabies

into your hair.

If my feet grow weak

You can carry me.

If the wind and the rain

make you shiver

I’ll shelter you from any storm.

And I’ll be there for you

as you are there for me.

Paying in kisses and gentle words

Take from me as often as you give.

Monsters Under the Bed

Insecurity and doubt are monsters

that live in my head.

I introduced you to them last night in bed

Are there any alarms going off inside your head

that think I’m just a different brand of crazy?

An apology scraps the inside of my mouth

but the monsters push another imaginary issue forward.

My naive heart has been betrayed and lied to

and as a last line of defense,

I will accuse you of doing the same.

I must trust you to not slice open

this vulnerable heart if we’re going to last.

Adore You

I wonder if she enjoys being in your arms as much as I did

Does she know how good she has it?

Does she adore you as well as I did?

I never tasted lips so sweet before

Does she feel the same 

Or are you somehow playing for second place?

She has thousands more nights by your side

Does she know what I would give for just one more?

I hope she treasures you

I hope she doesn’t take for granted

What was so precious to me.

The Type of Girl

She’s the type of girl you still think about six months later

after she’s fought for you

after you cancel on her for the fifth time

after you’ve taken her for granted.

when you can’t find anyone else who wants to take care of you

when no one cares to hear about that song you dance to in the car

when you can’t find anyone else to stand up as your advocate as you tear yourself down.

She’s the type of girl you never thought would leave

so you treated her that way and funny enough that’s the reason she left.

And now your sorry ass can’t stop thinking of way to get her back.