I Have Always Loved You

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I have always loved you,

if you knew, you never said a word.

I kept those feelings at bay,

I never said, you never heard.

    It is strangely comfortable,

    wanting to keep a best friend.

    Never stepping out of that realm,

    safely hiding behind pretend.

        I am not ready to say it,

        you are not ready to hear.

        Someday, soon I hope,

        my dreams will be clear.

            I have always loved you,

            the very words seem to haunt.

            I hesitate to see the difference,

            between a need and a want.


You Ain’t Got that Much Charm!

You know who you are!

A semi-funny look at dating and flirting from a jaded woman’s view. Pointed at men who look to put another notch wherever they put notches. Men who let women fall for them then drop them like they have a disease. You know who you are. And if you are not one of these men, don’t try to be.

Granted, there are women out there who are out to take a man for all he has. I am not one of them and I am tired of meeting their counterparts. If you are truly a nice guy then step up to the plate and act like it.

"Oh no you just didn't!"
“Oh no, you just didn’t!”

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the agony of dating

Don’t tell me you love me,

Instead, tell me you care

Maybe in a year or two,

love comes with time shared

Don’t dare ask for a one night stand

you don’t even know my name.

To call me babe, honey or sugar,

anything but my given name is lame.

When you know who I am

and all I am about

Then “I love you”,

to the world you can shout.

Don’t come to me because I’m pretty

and would look good hanging on your arm

I am not some call girl, and honey,

you ain’t got that much charm.

Don’t be putting that hand on my thigh

Unless you want it back a bloody stump.

I don’t need to tell you

What happens if it gets anywhere near my rump.

See past my outer shell

Inside is what has substance

Shallow men bore me

What draws me in is intelligence.

Hear what I am saying

don’t pretend to be anything but yourself.

Have some common sense

and put that other crap on the shelf.

So men don’t tell me you’re in love,

until the feeling is true.

The response you will get

will only be for you.


Last Night – A Lovers Poem

I dreamt last night, I lay at your side,

at this time, I must confide.

I dreamt you took my breath away,

when our lips touched in a passionate way.

I dreamt of only you last night,

holding me, close and tight.

I want to dwell, inside of your heart,

even when, we are far apart.

But it is only a dream, that’s all,

something I wish were true.

I dreamt that last night, you loved me the same,

with the passion of a devouring flame.

As I breathe with want of you,

my promises are mine to give to you.

Last night I dreamt, we were a song,

each stroke falling where they belong.

Our forte, in perfect harmony,

the lyrics consuming us, so completely.

But I know that it is only a dream, that’s all,

something I will make true.


The Accidental Target


Now… Cupid was flying over,
on his way to a delivery.
When an arrow fell out of his pouch,
and came down, straight towards me!

Now… I saw it coming,
and tried to get out of it’s way;
but it followed me wherever I went,
and hit me anyway!

Now… here I am, staggering around,
looking for someone to love,
nothing is in my sight,
not one person to speak of.

Now… there is something I need to know,
before I run off in disgust.
Does this stuff ever wear off,
or am I condemned to a life of lust?