Your Rules
no one else can touch me
or in fact,
ever love me
or even come into my life
bruise and battered
with emotions ready to fight
sense so easily scatters
my bed must remain empty
you rules,
your ways and your feelings
must be a scene of plenty
no one else can cross the lines
the battle stations you set up
you draw lines with immense speed
define borders with your touch
and you know,
you are all i need
so you set up your emotions on a drip
and watch me feed
i am you possession
i am the deeply possessed
but despite my love i am depressed
and somehow a mess
every time we try to be apart
i watch that idea become repossessed
just how many years is it now?
that our feelings have been expressed?
James Garratt – Sunday 4th January 2009
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Your Rules – Written Sunday 4th January 2009 (Aged 33)
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