A corpse of love hung on my heart,
something light and something dark,
someone told me I loved you,
something half on the other end of truth,
why you wanted what I had,
is more a mystery than what you had,
you offered me a place to stay,
a mystery to be solved in the light or dark of day,
but why would I play,
with not so pretty tomorrows
lodged on the end of your tongue,
who are you with these words you sing,
do they ring as true as my meanings,
are you still aboard a fun ship of dreaming,
some place with lollipop ideas,
suck and pull,
kiss and lick up the damaged things,
about my vulnerabilities I guess,
its what you do best I suppose,
after all, aren't dreams just that,
the dream you offer your next lover undercover,
if you trip on a fantasy of what you needed,
is it what you needed afterall,
if you trip with hunger on your mind,
is it love you'll truly find,
if you tell me a lie,
will I truly believe it
from a voice so insincere,
or dare you call me to your bedroom
in a voice so unclear,
if what you want is to releive your need,
than is it love you seek,
after a moment, will you see something
in the mood of my voice,
a moment when I test you
to see your true face,
what lays beneath such pretty thoughts
of false securities,
only leads to trouble built on brittle walls,
you say have faith in you,
I say, give me a reason too,
words are words, reality is reality,
what is real to you,
may not be real to me,
empty promises,
are always empty
when you float on lust alone.

V.G. 11-28-08

Excellent write...

Thank you for reading this and thank you for your comment, much appreciated, smiles

"empty promises,
are always empty
when you float on lust alone."

no truer words are spoken
great write