last dance/first dance

as soon as the music started

i knew this was our last dance

memories played through melodies

as our bodies swayed

trapped inside the groove

we

didnt want to say goodbye

but this was

goodbye

the last time our bodies would intertwine

slow wine

poured sips of you into my everlasting soul

faded fantasy

beat against reality

and somewhere in between

we fell

in love

or lust

or life

our life

entertained every word

as our bodies

pulled out the last of what was left

i

gave you me

written in my stare

and you

gave me your soul

swinging from your smile

i took your smile

and hid it

in my heart

directly next to the memories of every important song

our song

the last song

cataloged in the soundtrack of my life

we danced

and prayed that the dj knew that we

needed the extended version

we danced

and in that moment the world danced

with us

we danced

and cried

and smiled

and held each other until the lights came on

we danced

as the dj said thank you to the crowd

as the people left the building

as our lives knew we were through

this was our last song

our last embrace

our last love

our last dance

congratulations on your next dance

your first dance

your forever dance

(paulwroteit/copyright 2014)

mamas boy

mama

i wish that i could wear your pain

as well as you wear your pride

i see you

uncomfortably standing in place of someone who refused to stand for themselves

you are a soldier 

teaching your son

how to become what you think a man should be

hoping that the only thing he takes from his father

is his looks

and maybe his sense of humor

but never grasping hold to his lack of responsibility 

i see you

having to be a queen

showing your prince how to be 

king

i see you

silently fighting through conversation about girls, and football, and fake friends and peer pressure 

and

and

and awkwardly hoping that you never have to explain why his dick gets hard for no reason

i see you

sitting in barbershops 

listening to conversations that slaughter the serenity of your ears

i see you 

standing on sidelines 

wondering whos baby that coach is yelling at 

i see you

wishing you could just one time say 

"i am going to let your father deal with this"

and know that it carries the same weight as atlas

i see you

knowing that we learn by example

but his 

greatest example has chosen to walk away

so your prince

cant wait for the day that he can walk as a king

even though he doesnt know being a king means

patterned his life after the strongest person he knows

and she

can only hope that she taught him right

some

things just are not right

so mom 

i see you

and wish that i could wear your pain

the same way i see you wearing your pride

teaching him that respect comes first 

and love isnt always tied to his DNA

i see you

and know that your son 

sees you too

(paulwroteit/copyright 2014)