Wishing

Do you wish it was me?
When you wake in your bed.
When he kisses your neck.
When he turns out the lights.
I wish I could, I wish I could.
Come on down, take me out.
We're owed a good night.
Like a good dog, put me down, put me down.
Just take off your clothes
and get in my bed.
I wish you would, would you?
There's sweat on my fingers
Love in my hands.
Let me turn out the lights,
Let me love you tonight.
Do you wish it was me?

Your Old Love

Someday you’ll find me.

Under all your anger

And all your hate.

Covered by a warm

Blanket of your wretched love.

You’ll remember the calm

Before your storm

And wonder what it

Was all for.

Your eyes will rain

Down tears.

Too late, too late.

Your spring showers

Can’t deliver a sunny day.

No thing can stop your downpour.

No thing will help you forget.

The rolling thunder of memories.

Every night I held you tight.

Every time I let you win the fight.

All those things you exchanged

For your freedom, for him.

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All Your Body Would Sell

These tired eyes weaken,
waiting for the blood letting to begin.
I feel all that I was, seeping,
Waiting for the end.
I remember your lips,
but not their taste.
When love rips,
all is laid to waste.
So goodnight, farewell.
Serenade me with one more lie.
I paid for all your body would sell.
I paid for a dream so high

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Flesh of a New Day

  

A drink in her hand,

The smoke hanging thick,

The music hot as sand.

I could feel her body stray,

Searching for the flesh of a new day.

The lessons of a new romance.

She holds my hand as we step to dance.

Clinging to these old bones

That no longer induce her moans.

She smiles as my heart breaks.

Leaving everything she took

As she walks away

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Share My Bed

It’s one more night alone.

If you think you got time to spare,

I wish you would,

Lay beside me I wish you would.

Breathe in my memories,

Drink my tears.

Wash away the dirt that is my name.

When you share my bed,

You share my shame.

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She Thought Him Plain

Don't you know I love you, he said

As she soaked in the rain.

Taking him inside her,

Her heels in the small of his back.

Tell me you love me, he begged

And she moaned and slapped him.

Her hips not yet satisfied.

He cried on her breasts and

She thought it rain.

He died in her arms

And she thought him plain.

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Love No One

She held him cold natured,
Hinting painfully of rapture.
But she held it all inside
For the vagabonds and idlers to divide.
She loved him so,

But with he biggest wave
She would let him go.
Love no one, save
the one who took your soul.
Love no one, save the one
who took it all.
Love no one, love no one, love no one.

Copyright 2006 Salvador Cordova

Hotel Room

She hid herself in his arms,

In the warmth and black of his chest.

And he held her like holding a dream,

Something beyond him.

Checkout time was noon,

Her husband expected her soon.

But for a moment she was his and him hers.

They knew everything ahead

would be less than what they held then.

He didn't see her cry.

She didn't see him die.

She did her make up

As he played with the key.

He dropped it as her phone rang.

I love you and I'll be there soon,

He heard her say as he left the room.

Walking out on her,

Walking out on the devil in his bed.

Copyright 2008 Salvador Cordova

HOTEL ROOM

She hid herself in his arms,

In the warmth and black of his chest.

And he held her like holding a dream,

Something beyond him. 

Checkout time was noon,

Her husband expected her soon.

But for a moment she was his and him hers.

They knew everything ahead

would be less than what they held then.

He didn't see her cry.

She didn't see him die.

She did her make up 

As he played with the key.

He dropped it as her phone rang.

I love you and I'll be there soon,

He heard as he left the room.

Walking out on her, 

On the devil in his bed.

SEX AND RAIN

This will not end well,
His heart said the first time he saw her.
He could not turn away
From the beauty of her face.
Forget her vibrant taste.
And all for what?
A night, a few hours
A fleeting moment of her pleasure.
He landed in a fiery hell.
Of lust and pain,
Of sex and rain.
Of being left behind
Again and again
By a woman who could not love,
Could not hold, could not be.
Could not be whom he wanted her to be.