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?

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.

Copyright 2008 Salvador Cordova

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

A Wild Rhythm

He closed his eyes and could hear her heart beating. A wild rhythm. Like placing your hand over a bristling race horse. So far away and still he could hear her heart. Guiding him. To her. The fervor overwhelmed him. It was more than he could handle. But it was all he wanted, so he took it. So far away. Yet, in his soul, in his heart, in his being she was right there holding him. Loving him. And he loved her. Distance meant nothing.

Copyright 2015 Salvador Cordova

Something to Hold on to

Love is a word so over used. Love her, love him, love that. And we all think we know what love is. These feelings that run through us, the butterflies, the highs a face or a touch or a kiss can give us. I thought I knew what love was. Then I met you. All I thought I knew about that word went out the window. Yea you gave me all those feelings, but they weren't fleeting. They stayed. And you weren't even trying. They became a part of me. The word love wouldn't suffice anymore. You taught me to change that word into life and eternity and forever and my heart is full. You showed me unselfishness. To give everything to another. To have a feeling so deeply that nothing not even time and distance could erase it. Making love became a part of the deal. The word sacrifice disappeared because these feelings for you overpowered any hint of loss. To place that beautiful smile on your face, no thing was too much, too far, too difficult. You are a

part of me somehow,  like my eyes or my lungs or my soul. I couldn't imagine you not being in my life. Many people say I give you my heart, I give you all my love, no one will love you as much as I will. I can't do that. Those are phrases with empty meaning. A man might as well promise you the Sun, the Moon and the Stars. I give you every second you want to spend with me. I give you the highest position in my life. I give you all that you want from me. I give you everything I am and will be. And that, that is something tangible you can hold on to.