I Want, but Can I Have?It's happening to me again...By now... it may be mortal sinto be loved and love.When push comes to shove,I am merely a woman of passionHeavily breathing, head thrashing.Carry me to the place...the place of lovers and night.Fill my empty spacewith tender voice and angel flight.I am lost in this feeling. Like a childgoing home; lost but now found.Our new love is fresh... cherry-flavored and wild.Here we go... up and down, round and round.I am nervous and bitingmy lips... palms are sweaty; Can this be true?My heart aches pleasantly as I am writingour love song... a song for me and you.Close your eyes, girl...This may not be real.Keep yourself alert, girl...Your heart: he may steal.Indifferent pain... for so long now;Twisted, gnarled hurt and grief.Take me from it, Love... show me howto understand, to at last have belief.Sunset warmth on my face...Oh God! show me grace.Keep my head saneHold me here, sheltered from evil's reign.I am urged to give you
She WaitsHaunted.Haunting is your shadowy, lurking fragrance.Amiss.Something is darkly amiss.You are not really here among the looming trees and sweet Autumn wind.I still hear you. I still feel you.Hush now, my little pets. I am listening.What's that, my Darling?It is too vague. It is so distant.The stars dare not even sparkle as they did before.Swirling, twirling. Dancing under moon's golden glow.But alone. I am alone.Lover, please... please return to the ancient dwelling.Please come back where only the wood speaks of our shared secrets.Whisper. Whisper upon the wind, sir.These ears shall hear you.Waiting.I am waiting here for you... I still wait.