Feelings (Ode #3)

Fell in love with her eyes, and ignored my insides She began to spin lies that cut me like twin sais Brain on spin cycle already been tried Convicted and thin sliced, hung to bring mice Tried to save my broke heart but fat ladies sing twice Made a joke start from standing on thin ice A charming guy dedicated to romance In a world of pure snakes where lovers have no chance She preferred getting played to having a slow dance I slipped even though I grabbed it with both hands And wanted no part of "I didn't know" chants Found the truth with indi-glo lamps, skipped the program Gave up on all the games, stopped listening when she would call me names And took her off my list of holidays This immortal's worthy of this truth Cuz you should be fortunate just to love this Zeus She was a girl with hair as soft as silk strands And eyes so blue they made the sky feel guilt and One look made the crazy postal guy a milkman This spilt can of worms, demands to be heard I brought her to my stress spot and held her near I was trembling intensely when I felt her fear Connected to mine these emotions were truly unique I better act now cuz I'll soon be too weak Looked in her eyes again felt the tremble skyrocket The burn started coming out of my eye socket Till I pulled her close and made my lips touch hers My heart spilled so much blood that the Crips just purred I lay there in all my mental rhapsody Glad to be, a part of gentle blasphemy She kissed me back I put my arms around her head And thanked the stars, that I had finally found a friend Looking back, I'm too used to people changing their minds Leaving broken-hearted Zeus Dawg saying good-bye Praying the sky would pity this lost adonis Sitting on number two like a foster mom is Out of sight, out of mind, out of bed Ready to face the world like a blind powder keg Flying doubt is dead, the heart resurrecting All competitors better start genuflecting I'm definitely in a Boyz II Men mood What better to expand your choice of venue The more you ask for the louder the spray Of gifts and lifts for twenty four hours a day And many more flowers'll stay on the right track It's time for this nice guy to fight back Ain't nobody ever gonna treat him like that Zeus'll turn the next one into a midnight snack Written March 7th, 2002 © on Mar 07 2002 10:01 AM PST   18 • 0 • 8