You're properly pro
and exclusively first
I'm sloppy and slow
and obtrusively worse
you're steadily shrewd
and notably neat
I'm sweaty and stewed
and bloated and beat
you're refreshingly free
and benignedly blessed
I'm distressingly me
and resignedly messed
you're gold-plated and awed
and hairless and pink
I'm outdated and flawed
and careless and stink
you're so reveled revered
you're the death of my will
I'm disheveled and weird
but with my last breath I'll still

love you


©2012 Lyn

love loves to trick
to steal and to cheat
to stab deep and quick
to devour complete
to pull feel the click
I lie dead at love's feet
yeah love gets a kick
outta me

love loves to break
to shatter the will
to flatter an ache
to splatter its ****
a mad hatter to rake
all the pain it can till
yeah love loves to take
its fill


©2011 Lyn

I remember the moment
of finding her eyes
so long dreaming
about them
so long being denied
and then finally
I found them
with her pure light inside
all those years
lived without them
there they were
bright and wide
staring back from
a picture
where my love doth reside


©2013 Lyn

Is love just songs
I can't ignore
to contemplate
what love was for

so many days
how many more
it's all a maze
what love was for

my mind escapes
to times before
insinuates
what love was for

I drifted vain
there was no shore
there's only pain
what love was for

I'll never know
adrift amour
it's only you I so
adore


©2012 Lyn