It Works

Those leather pants fit perfectly Against your skin. I can’t stop Staring; You can’t stop teasing - It keeps me up all night, Struggling to Keep shouting. Nothing is resolved when you slam The bedroom door - Don’t sleep Angry. You know I hate it when you Surprise me in the shower and Turn the screws until I Can’t even think. All the blood Rushes to my head when I Clutch the curtain – you know I am there. I see you see me as I Hope we won’t wake up bitter in the morning, Casting those cross couch glances and Judging. Your eyes are killer Aphrodisiacs, constantly seducing me Like that time I had to Pin you in the grass. As the rain came down I kissed Your lips and cradled you. I can still close my eyes and hear you whisper “You’ve left the toilet seat up again,” I tell you that I’m sorry but we both know In the dim light of the television set I am barely listening. You smile and shake your head, For therein lies a flaw you choose to live with. You swear, one of these days you are going to Turn off the light and kiss Every inch of my body In honor of my being me, And in honor of your being you, I will return the favor. Afterward, we’ll lie in love, Smiling in a comfortable silence Like the uncomfortable silences At the ends of those trivial arguments You start yet can’t finish. There is no retort for my abashing. You say you’re sorry but we both know That you don’t really mean it, So I make sacrifices I choose to live with. I swear one of these days I am going to Cook the most wonderful meal, The kind where silence is a compliment Ending with content smiles, Doing the dishes, Cursing at new shirt stains and small cuts From knives hidden under soap water Although We don’t really mind the healing process. I sleep and think, Tomorrow I should walk to the jewelry store and look over Diamonds, as I think of our Long nights, walking through lit up old villages Cuddling on the couch in the television light Drunkenly kissing beside bonfires Sharing friends and glances And love and life for good or for worse, Carrying the same heart. I can always push that button That has you turn me on, Be it a laugh, a smile, a sting, or a bite. We do what it takes to make us happy And it works, Especially when you put on Those leather pants.