i have seen you
as a mistress –
aboard your pirate ship
you are –
always sailing the seas

i was not born like others
i do not work quite the same
i have crossed wires
and it causes spark in my brain
especially,
under my personal rain

i clambered down from the tree
that for a while
had felt like the only place to be
and i reclaimed my smile

who knows why we fall for people
it seems to me,
we can keep on falling
and to me,
that can only be a good thing

you are still draped –
in the flirty comments
that were once my aspirin
for a lifelong headache
that i believed only you could cure

tell me how you truly feel
there is a lot wrong with this world
will you let your chance pass
when it comes around again

do you care for me?
have my actual respect
is there an emotional bond
or was it just fantastic sex?

when i start to leave
you fiddle with the latch
and hinted that may be a reason to believe
so like a fool i run back