Those Matchbox Fantasies

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Those matchbox fantasies

Gunmetal grey panties with soft pink polka dots

She placed a stiletto in her wooden leg

Character assassination plots go all for naught

An Eastern European Gypsy

She’s hiding a switchblade under that dress

She’s dangerous down to her core

A beautiful woman – you don’t want to mess

Beware of their corrosive accolades

There’s no exoneration in the line of fire

She’s insolent about your theoretical love

In the end, she’s killed you with her underwire

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You Tell Me You’re Tired

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You tell me you’re tired

& don’t want to put on that dress

There’s so much to do

That your mind is a mess

But I’ve made arrangements

& the kids will be away

Tonight is only for us

Let me take away the day

Dinner is almost ready

Take this wine to the shower

I’ll put on your favorite waltz

We’ll dance into the latest hours

*previously published on former blog

Pretty Girls Never Fight Fair

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Pretty girls never fight fair
When it comes to matters of the heart
So quick to bat those lashes
That’s when I start spiraling apart
I get fidgety & anxious
Unraveling before their doll-faced eyes
A stuttering, blubbering mess
Quick to pass on, without noticing my demise

I Remember Your Delicate Dress

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I remember your delicate dress
Lying in a crumpled mess
Waves crashing in crushing blows
Ignoring every painful woe
Casting off from your direct fear
Pushing past deteriorating piers
Hold fast to everything you’ll miss
Tolerating life, such as this

Those Matchbox Fantasies

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Those matchbox fantasies

Gunmetal grey panties with soft pink polka dots

She placed a stiletto in her wooden leg

Character assassination plots go all for naught

An Eastern European Gypsy

She’s hiding a switchblade under that dress

She’s dangerous down to her core

A beautiful woman – you don’t want to mess

Beware of their corrosive accolades

There’s no exoneration in the line of fire

She’s insolent about your theoretical love

In the end, she’s killed you with her underwire

*previously published on former blog

The Ink Smudged On My Finger

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The ink smudged on my finger
Proof I was thinking about you
Knowing the dire truth
Wishing you didn’t feel so blue
So, I’ll slowly remove my tie
& leave you in your finest state of undress
We’ll dance & love the night away
Our tears & sweat – a passionate mess

Life Gets Complicated – A Furious Mess

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Life gets complicated – a furious mess

Undisclosed pain seeping out at the worst time

Stress building towards a fatal fracture

Exit stage right – I need an island & a lime

I want to get my toes dirty in the sand

& find a way to cleanse this sutured heart

To be free from the burden of this memory

To become salt laden before it all falls apart

She’s Watching Me

She’s watching me
Trying to act shy & coy
She wants me to think
I’ll be her very first boy
She’s loving me
Sold on a negative trip
Acting so confident
Notice her exposed slip
She’s needing me
What a beautiful mess
Pick up her dreams
& her fallen dress