And I Can't Do A Thing.

I secretly love Tuesdays,
Because of what you do,
You talk and smile and laugh and sing,
And I know its really you.

I secretly love Tuesdays,
Because of what we do,
We talk and smile and laugh and sing,
Not one or one but Two.

I secretly love Tuesdays,
And I secretly love you,
I hope you have a secret,
That you might love me too.

Dangerous

I am dangerous.
What I want,
And what I have,
And what I should want
Separate me

Into parts. I N T O P A R T S

One day, I held your hand
(we held hands)
Your lips touched mine
(our lips pressed together)
Your smell; that beautiful,
Glorious, heavenly scent.
It moves me away
(from myself)
And puts me next to
You, here.
Together.

Forever

destruction...disgrace

That look I gave was one I meant,
You did not see the sigh to vent,
You think I didn't apperceive,
The lean, the arm, the laugh, the leave?

Sure, I have just what I desire,
But that was quick to catch on fire,
I'll still want you, and hate you too,
I guess that's life, this much is true.

How can I promise to move on,
With something that was never gone,
Or never happened? either way,
I'll have forgotten yesterday.

Bad Timing

Those forbidden words,
They are stuck in my mouth,
Disapointment, I'm sorry,
I just can't say them now.

See that smile playing on my lips?
It's half because of you,
My heart is hurting, swelling...
Confusion is an unwanted acquaintence.

Distance

Send me to a far off place,
With that warm breeze blowing,
And maybe i can see your face,
Right on your feet, get going,
Tell me what i just keep knowing,
let's minimiZe this space.

Anger

These damn hearts,
do nothing but hurt us,
Rip me, toss me,
into the sea, sinking...

I can't sleep anymore,
and I don't want to,
even my dreams seem,
like nightmares now...