Everyday she goes to work
She spreads a fake smile, like the sun shimmering through the clouds
Nobody likes a sad worker, forced to appear happy every day
Customers are terrible, they don’t really care
Guys flirt, see a beautiful face and thin figure
They don’t see the skeletons in her closet or the problems that she faces
“A hammer to the knee caps.”
Obscure phrase to some, reality to her.
She struggles to fight for respect, a member in Leonidas’s army
Against all that would enjoy watching her fall.
The mother-in-law, sees flaws everywhere except herself
The Grandmother, spies with a cloudy lens.
The husband, confused and over demanding with everyone but himself.
She fights on until the last second of daylight.
Then suffers in silence while she tries to sleep in agonizing pain.
No breaks, no time off. The pain haunts her with a ticking hour glass.
In everyone else’s eyes, she washes the floor with a muddy rag
In her eyes, she replaces the tiles with delicate crystals.
Mistakes show up like hay, whereas perfection is the needle
The husband attempts to juggle in the circus of life.
School, son, family, all crumble in mid air
You could pack a 12 car train with his mistakes
He paints poorly drawn Graffiti to try and make it better.
Instead he decides to send the train off a cliff in a fiery explosion.
Buy a new one, washed, fresh white paint glimmering in the light.
No passengers, not yet.
As he preps the train filled with the coal needed to send it on its way towards his goal
He notices the barren wasteland of his relationship.
Passes the farm lands of rotten crops, the town covered in broken streets.
A mayor in his relationship, fallen asleep at the wheel.
He wonders as his train approaches the station, skeletons hiding in houses
Is it too late to fix? Should the town be blown up and another founded?
The most important resident has collapsed in the center
Beaten and broken, a long battle fought, she doesn’t see a victory.
No tears left to shed, new enemies arisen.
A demon sulks near the mayor’s house. A book gripped in his bulging claws,
A sinister sneer across his face.
He’s almost ready to attack the world with his full power. More books behind him
A bandit on the edge of town offers refuge, his intentions unknown
A stranger in the mist.
The mayor, a hardhat on his head and Thor’s hammer in his hand
He promises a bright future, mistakes learned.
It will take a while he thinks. But if allowed
He promises to make a glorious city of his relationship
Atonement for his recklessness.
Lost in this moment
The warmth of our bodies make us sweat
The stiffness from what we have just accomplished
You and I,
A miracle
Your breath invites me in
Into your heart
Into your mind
Into your very soul
As our bodies mesh into one
As our souls embrace each other
You sigh as I touch you
Ectasy as we unite
Swirlling vortex of pleasure
Both of us lose sight
As life is created within you
As death is passed on through me
A miracle is created
A mirror of that moment
When we came together as one
Please don't leave me, please don't go
When you are gone the days will feel slow.
Every second you're away I will think of you.
I will write you, will you write too?
Will you come back, or will you die fighting?
Will you go with courage, or will you die hiding?
Baruch likes
Marvel's wife
he likes being
with her
likes her near
Marvel said
come over
come play chess
have a few drinks
a smoke or so
and so he has
and Marvel's wife is there
and she's got the drinks
and made up
some sandwiches
and sits nearby
watching the TV
and he sees her there
wearing the red dress
her dark hair
and when she walks
across the room
he catches sight
of her swaying ass
the tightness of the dress
where it holds
and he looks
half knowingly
so as not
to arouse Marvel's
suspicions
but little
does Marvel know
that Baruch has seen her
when he was out
on his job
little did he know
his wife has brought
Baruch in
got him a drink
and relaxed him
on the white sofa
shut the mutt
in the other room
and said
how do you like your drink?
and he said
cool
and so she got him
a cool drink
and swayed back to him
leaning down towards him
easing down
her fine breasts
towards him
and that time
when she was
all over him
kissing his neck
coming on strong
and the sofa
where Marvel's wife
sits now
has been a place
of serious love making
but Marvel thinks only
of the next chess move
his stubby fingers
moving his piece
thinking of checkmate
not seeing Baruch's eyes
on his wife
as she sits
on the white sofa
and Baruch takes in
her knees
the legs crossing over
Marvel smoking
his cigarette
smiling as he moves
his bishop
his eyes on the board
and his wife sitting there
behind his back
on the sofa
lying back
pointing to Baruch
her lonely cleavage
and he smiling
one eye
on the board
and on his queen
and the other eye
seeking an opening
in her dress
some visual
to take home
some dream piece
to take to bed
and turn around
and around
inside his head.
From heaven above you did decend...
bringing love that will never end...
my love, my life my darling wife...
In love with you till the bitter-sweet end..
Everyone is half of who they’re intended to be
So I wonder if you’re the better half of me
And sometimes I wonder, as I look at the sky
If you’re waiting too, the exact same as I
Sing me a love song, never to part
Play on the strings, deep in my heart
Speak the words that heal my hurt soul
Say that you love me, make me whole
I thought I’d found love once before
But only after do I see what it was for
It was practice; a broken road, true
But thank God it led me straight to you
All these things I think, but we haven’t met
In fact, I’m not even sure that we’ve met yet
But I still pray for you every night
Thanking God that He picked you; for me you’re just right
Sing me a love song, never to part
Play on the strings, deep in my heart
Speak the words that heal my hurt soul
Say that you love me, make me whole
I learned love from a sacrifice
Though I once hated God, He paid the price
For me to live; made again new
And just as a present, He made you
I may not be perfect as yet
But just for you, I’ll do my very best
I think you’ll find, deep within me
A man who’ll love,
And protect,
Eternally
That’s just me
She planted seeds of love
deep in my heart
that flourished and bloomed like a flower
nourished with soft warm tender kisses
and summer love
that rained down on me
like a welcoming refreshing
invigorating shower.
Peter Dome.copyright.2012.
I saw that woman again
I see her almost ever day
And every time I see her
She melts my heart away.
I love the way she looks
Her pretty face and smile
Even when she's not around
I see her all the while.
She is my greatest love
I wanty her by my side
I want her to know I love her
My feelings I will not hide.
I always want to hug her
Maybe a kiss now and then
I'd be happy just to hold her hand
And pretend she's just a friend.
Of course she's more than that
She's the woman that I love
And every single day and night
She's the one I'm thinking of.
I think about her through the day
And dream of her at night
The only woman in my life
That I love with all my might.
I've spent a lot of time with her
A good part of my life
For the past forty three years
She has been my wife.
I knew when I first saw her
Some day my wife she'd be
And on this, our anniversary day,
I know,
That woman,
Has been right,
For me.
Feels like I’m being tore in two. As that creature of habit wears into you.
Same shit, day in and day out. Nothing changes with pleasure or shout.
The days go by and you’re still the same. Drowning your thoughts with electronic chains.
“Relax, relax, relax, I just want to relax.” You’ve been ‘relaxing’ for days, you’re driving me insane.
The light from your screen blurs what you see. Nothing around you is clicking up stream.
You torture me with your sloth, and pride. I've never loved and hated someone so much.
I don’t want perfect. I don’t need perfect.
I need peace. Peace of mind you’ll help when I need. That you’ll be aware of the scene. That you know what’s at stake. That I know you are headed for your dreams, instead of you making me want to pull my hair out and scream.
But all you do is sit and wait. Make a move, show that you’re true.
Don’t wait for me to leave you behind, wishing I hadn’t given you a second of my time, for you to turn around and learn what you had to do, when this whole time I have been telling you.
Your games, your internet, it’s all a drug, and you don’t even know you’re addicted.
Saying others are scumbags because of their need, while blocking yours out by the lights of that goddamn screen.