Saturday, March 5, 2011

Angel food

You can't let her all the way in
She couldn't be there all the time
Only when the time is right.
Yearning makes you want her more
driving you crazy
Putting you in that spot
a crumbing heap
anytime she says words like
stop, enough,can't take it anymore,
that life you had,
Is gone, no turning back,
you're just too much for her,
Then the door opens,
You're thrown out
of the speeding car of a realationship,
Floating along side for a while
but it's inevitable
crashing to the ground
Left to pick up the pieces
of your torn body
finished with another dessert
of angel food cake
with whipped cream frosting
oh how it melts in your mouth