Dana
Do you intend to make me commitment's host,
make me laugh and cry,
make me walk and talk with ghosts,
love me and leave me to die?
or is it?
a succumbing to the slavering of your tongue,
to have my thighs writhe in panting time
to the power of the mixture of love, lust, pain, hurt, dissapointment
that presses deep inside me
parting velvety folds with my welcoming cries
i love beyond your comprehension
daily slights, slightly dazed I plead with you
understand trust and love or slay me quickly
survival is denounced with these words
love is a myth and the reality of that myth is pain....
Welcome to my dream-mare
of misunderstanding and unintentions,
of kisses and confusion and worried sighs
of gentle words or raging tempos
u say it's the same, u say it's the same
day after day u say i am the same
how i try
how i try
how i try
tenderness and love my heart is filled with
kindness and aching for your pain to be released
confusion and self loathing and doubt settling in
hear the wet woman howl like a beast
do u want me to release u to free u from my snare
unwind my legs from about you and your misconception
of skulking intentions
and alone i will listen to my heaving breath subside
welcome to my dream-mare
i love you
