The moon was in my eyes
I couldn't see what I was doing.
She lured me with her lies
Of evil worth pursuing.
She promised fame and riches
If I did as I was told,
And like other greedy bitches
I heard her fantasies so bold.
I fell prey to tales of glory
As she held me in her thrall
And wover her lunatic story
Of power over all.
His body now is bloodied
And silent 'neath her light;
My spellbound mind is muddied,
Held in bonds of darkest night.
I break the silence with my cries,
Screams of anguish now ensuing;
The moon was in my eyes,
I couldn't see what I was doing.
The last night together
when words are unneccesary
except for requests for a cigarette.
As we smoke,
silent,
each with our own thoughts,
I see your face,
and seeing it for the last time,
see new and different things
I had not noticed before,
and will not see again.
How strange you are
when we are alone.
Your superstar facade is gone,
and your need for me
is strong and real.
As one
we circumnavigate
the timeless void
called love.
Oh, musician,
seduce me with your song.
I want to want you
but I am afraid.
Today I woke up
thoroughly in love with you,
alive at the thought of you,
and smiling from head to toe.
I have waited too long for this moment,
yet I want it to be quick and savage.
I am so hungry for you.
I want to feel your warm, wet mouth
crushed against mine,
feel our tongues
dart and probe.
I want to love
your velvet skin
with my fingers,
trace the line of fur
from your chest to your belly
with my tongue,
taste all your secret places,
caress you with my lips.
I want you inside me
now
now,
so hard and fast,
faster
faster,
want to feel you deep inside me,
tear apart my very soul
with your strength.
I am so hungry for you.
Such an agony
waiting for the phone to ring!
It rings,
the agony ends.
It is not you,
it begins again.
Oh, the agony
of waiting for the phone to ring!
My eyes are heavy
with the weight
of unshed tears.
My heart is numb
with the knowledge
that you no longer care.
You did not
have to tell me so,
for in the words not spoken,
I could hear it.
The night was silent and deep,
and you were so like the night
that you were beside me
for longer than I knew.
I was startled to turn
and find you there,
staring at me,
but I was not afraid,
becuase of the tender way
you slowly reached out
and touched my cheek,
and smiled.
You were a pale and golden god
beneath the moon's faint light,
and I,
your slave,
responding to unspoken desires.
You held me tightly
in your strong arms,
letting me taste
the sweet nearness of you,
until the breath
I held inside me
escaped,
and then you laughed,
and were gone.
I saw you
walking along the sand
and I wanted to call out to you
and to have you answer.
But
you were absorbed
in your own fantasies
and I was left
with mere pieces of mine.