Conscience

I hear him talking in my head

He tells me all I have done wrong

He tells me all I am to do wrong

He tells me all the evil in my world

He tells me I cannot break the cycle

this cycle of pain

I want him to be wrong

I want him to be gone

But he is my self imposed conscience

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I think of him

of his touch

The touch of his skin next to mine

I think of him

of his kiss

Our lips collide in passion

I think of him

of his voice

His soft voice coming over the receiver

I think of him

And smile

Selfish

You are selfish

You took yourself from us

You took the light from us

You were not a candle in the wind

You were a bic in a windstorm

You brought joy

You brought happiness

You brought music that talked to our souls

You brought melody that could soft the hardest of hearts

How could you do this

To all you left behind

For my own sake I must forgive

From such joy to such pain

How can I forgive

Learning

The home of learning

The home of my heart

I cannot feel more at home than in a library on a college campus

Give me an institution of higher learning

Small college

Large college

Major university

It does not matter which

Give me a library

Department library

Undergrad library

Graduate library

It does not matter the type

Going to a city library makes me feel dirty

As if I were cheating

And in my heart I am

My life is for learning

My life is for teaching

My life is for preaching

New Drug

His skin is my addiction
His touch is the best drug

Throughout my life, so much bad, so much wrong
Always he was there
Always it was his embrace that made the world better

I traded addictions
I traded in drugs
I traded in alcohol
I traded in those things that were not so slowly killing me
For all these things the trade in value was him
I think I got the better part of this bargain

I have spent my life since our first meeting
Fixing myself
Making myself worthy of him

Other have come and gone
Some existing only to attempt to fulfill my craving for him
Some to help me become this better person
The person I still strive to be

He is not the image of perfection
He is not innocence personified

Fit

So out of place
No idea how to find
Where I fit in

I want to find my nook
I want to find the place where I fit in
I want to find my happiness

Eyes Closed

Eyes closed
Leaning back
Wind in hair
Excitement
Leaning forward
Voice
not far off
but not here
not in my world

Ruler

Just the thought of your touch
makes me want more

Just the thought of your lips brushing mine
makes me want you more

Just the thought of you
makes me want to be closer to you

Just hearing you voice
makes me want to be next to you

Protector

The touch of his skin next to Mine
Our lips collide in passion
The feelings of love explode
Creating a world of only happiness, love, passion, and pleasure

His touch

The sensation stay through the hard times that he cannot
The happiness he brings last for my sad times
To make me smile when I want to cry
When other would give up
I smile to myself, for I know the joys that shall come through him

His kiss leaves me wanting more
My skin tingle just to think of his lips on mine

I love him