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