Her wishes

She never asks for much than you.
Yet that is the most difficult for you.
She never asked you to bring her the moon
Or buy her a flower bunch
Or even much that's for her own.
She just asks you to stay a little longer.
Yet you never do.
She doesn't ask you to accompany her
Everywhere and anywhere
Because she wants you to choose her
Over others when she can't take care of herself.
You rarely come.
She spends her time on you.
She does everything else too.
For you, you always have something else
Always something to be done
Someone to be met, made welcome.
She even welcomes you to her bed.
You take her mindlessly, is it a game?
Is she your pawn or is she your queen?
On this chessboard where you've named yourself king.

A Jealous Rain

If people were rain,
I would be a drizzle
And she a hurricane ;
Maybe she'd sweep you off your feet,
Dangle you from high trees,
Get your heart beating fast each time,
While taking you on a ride.
But I'm the drizzle,
The one who softly carresses,
The one who'll seep in
And take the chill to your bones.
I won't destroy you in a rush,
I'll wear you down steadily in droplets
Of love that binds and holds ;
Where she'll be a memory long gone,
You'll still know me my love,
Because I'm the one in your bones.
My love, I am the one you'll know.

Sweet love of mine

It is an eternal peace I find,
When your hand rests on mine,
When your lips find my forehead
And make me forget to despair.
It is a gentle, unfailingly strong love I find
When I look into your eyes,
When I tell you I'll throw away the binds
And you lay your claim and call me, "Mine".