Hiding things ..

testalessa

a straight faced liar i am
yes,no concious within this man
i do what my heart desires
belong to the club of liars
secrets under lock and key
within my stone walled heart
but compassion and i guess a
touch of love stops me from
tearing us appart
my hidden things cling tightly
to my black and lonely soul
i crave the feelling of freedom
so i guess soon enough you will know

You

Will you tell her or should I tell him first?
I know, it's all so inconvenient as they say.

Nevertheless, here I am drowning in thoughts of you
Only surfacing for air out of instinct of self preservation.
How can this fantasy be true,
this undeniable craving of carnal desires?

You are my unmeasurable pull.
Unaware and without search you appeared,
but then, I knew I'd cross paths with you one day.
Causing me to betray

Without a doubt I will stray
For I knew then he was not my prince
Calm your need to fight for me,
for willingly I surrender myself to you...

Dark Shards

Scattered, discarded shards lie about
splintered, so very sharp to the touch
lurk in cornered shadows safe from all discovery
elements of my darkness I’d so rather forget
 
Still, they are just pieces of me, all that I am
my completeness, my precious authenticity
if only I could reassemble them somehow
paste them all together without the glue showing thru
 
And what if I could, what if I did, reunite
accept this totality despite its ugly paradox
would I like what I see or come to fear it
unveil it for the world, or keep it cloaked
 
So it goes on and on, the debate continues
till candle has burnt into a mountain of wax
still without an answer, without resoluteness
but dawn’s light triumphs, ecplising till moonlight returns again