Devotion

I say I hate liars Most of the time I feel like I’m the worst liar I know My self-righteousness condemns me to Saturday nights drinking Kool-aid in the living room While he’s out there loving her in his car I say I want a bad boy with baggy jeans And a face that belongs on a cover of a magazine I get him but I disintegrate when he leaves me for the girl With Smokey eyes that promise something extra special tonight I say I am beautiful With high-price cosmetics and expensive silks But I am beautifully gorgeous When the make-up is washed off with your t-shirt and boxers on Laughing away my sorrows with my love of two years I say I hate him That I wished he would die and dissipate with time And yet here I am wishing he was right by my side Tracing my manicured fingernails down his back and whispering devotion into the night I say I am a dancer With smooth romance oozing from my soul Poetry of movement is stronger, but as a poet I have to say that the words on this paper stay longer Oh my sweet lover, It’s hard to believe that I am honest But I am, since honestly, if you do not know by now I am human And I say what I mean and I mean what I say I say oh so many things But thank you for listening