Conflicted

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I do it so beautifully,

Take you to this place of pure bliss and ecstasy.

Newness, angels and butterflies

I promise of tomorrow to be better than all your days before

And then back to the log even before it became a door.

Negative none I could careless about you

And have no problem stomping your feelings to the floor..

I argue, curse and fight…

Mainly against myself and I have done plenty to offend.

Where can you find me casually waiting?

Without my staff and rod?

Never.

Be very careful when you walk through this door.

I warned you---some things aren’t as nice as they seem to be…

Pretty face, witty, wifey type and highly intelligent.

She is her own lady and gentlemen,

Heels and a tie or cashmiere and Timbs.

But can love and convince it has no end.

Cozy I am right next to your heart.

Clinching it in my fist sometimes caress

Sometimes I pull and twist it apart.

I can give a new definition to psychosis.

Neurological reverse osmosis.

Not something I can take in doses or milligrams.

Conflicted I am and never not claimed to be.

I gave you the option to stick around and

Get past the pain for all the pleasure.

To accept what was meant to be.

When I loveticly—is when I love…

Like poems and rhymes

Smiles and corny lines…

The sillies and the slurberts

And between the silence

Away from the science of it all

Is the place where I ---

Fall in love with you

Again and again.