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
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