How can you tell the sun not to shine?
Put a blanket over it and down play its brightness
It’s bold and strong but you play on its politeness
Blisters I’ve encountered from hugging him too long
It’s great for me
But why does it inflict wounds that may become scars?
It’s all in my mind
I’ve been loving him like the fourteenth of February
I’ve been reading him like my personal library
But I urge him not to love me
I feel I’m incapable; damaged goods
Irregular
But he kisses my flaws
Hugs my wars
And misses the fact that I am a chore
I tell him to turn off his love light
Like a broken lightening bug
I don’t want him to glow
I don’t want this feeling to flow
I don’t want him to know
I don’t want him to show,
Me the things that I’ve been missing
Reminiscing
From Math 101
And orientation
Who knew we’d blossom into this magnificent presentation
Of both rushing and being patient
If I were a teacher he’d stay after school
So smart, but I’d be his fool
So hot but for him I’d be cool
He uses his mind as some kind of tool
A secret weapon
But I don’t want to spoil the mystery
Some much pain
And he can free me from misery
But I often tell the sun not to shine
Keep my universe dim
Keep the chances slim
And I go for months living without him
Until chances of survival become slim
I travel to find him
Whisper
Trace the outline of his lips
I need this source
The light
For my life
To make me smile
I need the sun to shine
To erase all shadows of my doubt
To show me I cannot do without
To hug me when I’m sad and I pout
To calm me when I scream and shout
To thaw my coldness
To make sense of my confusion and turmoil
To be in sync like Popeye and Olive Oil
Today I woke up and I opened my curtains to let him in
A special lover and a closer friend
And here’s one instance where I don’t want the fairy tale to end
Just wake up every morning and re-begin.
My sunshine, my lover, my really great friend.
