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Capital Girl

She is my capital girl… She’s on the other end of the line… When I want her on the other side of the room. She has already spoken volumes… Of life, love and everything in between… Between the ‘whatever and the what not.’ As she speaks to me… I can feel pages of my very own book… Begin to open up… For all the world to read. I keep pages of my book… Folded in my pocket… For that eventual meeting… With my capital girl. She already knows what is on those pages… But it is something that is better to have… Then to have thought about… Or talked about. Being as far away as she is… She somehow has managed to be… Special. It’s amazing how the mind wraps around… The goodness of someone else… Around and around… ‘til the heart has seen all the boundaries. She continues to amaze… As looks inside her… And I poke my head around… To take a little peek. She has a simple grace… That slides along the path… Not leaving a footprint in the snow… No one even knows I have… That capital girl.

A Mistress

A mistress to the highest degree… A flirt even to the likes of me… Legs for as long as the eyes can see… Refined just enough for that cup of tea. Oh, what am I talking about? She’s a girl so far away… Only contacted from a distance… I can’t even see her face today… Communication is as limited like an allowance. We speak candidly about being together… We speak wildly about times that have been… My jokes of her wearing leather… And her curses were enough to qualify as sin. She’s ever so sweet to be my friend… She’s ever so sweet to be here with me… She’d stay put until the end… And I’d show her all I could be.

And You Get Me - Part 1

I don’t think it could have been quicker… I don’t think it could have happened with anyone else… And I’m pretty sure, It would be hard to see it happen again. You get me. You understand. It was only a matter of moments, Before the store closed… Before we quipped our sarcasm… Before we made up our stories… And already had an unspoken agreement. You had me there… Laughing to our understanding. The language of a generation, Spoken in song… Spoken in film… Spoken to each other, As the hours roll on. We had plans with each other… With more intentions to understand. We went out for evenings for weeks, Walkin’ around downtown… Drivin’ around the whole town… Sittin’ and enjoyin’… Our present company. We had each other there… Havin’ ourselves a whole lot of fun.

Hate Me Before You Go

I want you to hate me, And hate me, And hate me some more, Just so I can't feel anything for you anymore. I write you this letter, Days before I know that you are going to leave, I want you to hate me now, Just so I can't feel you when you're gone. I know when you go, You'll never try to communicate, So I don't want to lose a friend, I'd rather lose someone who hates me. It didn't take you long to open the envelope, And the words start to fade, On the letter I wrote, Saying how much I'd want to be with you, And how I'm saying good-bye. Don't say see you soon, Just say good-bye. Don't look back at me, You can't offer what I want, Don't give me hope, When I don't want to feel you at all. So I slip this envelope onto your desk, The day that you go, The day that you want to say 'see you later', When I know it's going to be good-bye. And when you leave through those big black doors, You'll be away in a big city, Never t