Sometimes I want you and sometimes I don’t
sometimes I crave you and sometimes I taunt
sometimes I mock and sometimes I scorn
sometimes I love you like Eros adorned.
Sometimes I wish you were here to assist
and together we’ll see our way through the mist
I wish you’d be my Saturn, my homme
and love me, your Venus, as written in psalms.
Sometimes I wish you will never come back
to rattle my heart and turn it black
that finally for once I will get over you
this time it’s ‘Bye-Bye’… ‘Sayonara’… ‘Adieu’!
Sometimes as soon as I wish you away
I feel so alone and hope you would stay
sometimes I think we are doomed thus to live
indulging our pleasures and torments forgive.
Sometimes I want you and sometimes I don’t
sometimes I crave you and sometimes I taunt
sometimes I wish you to love only me
sometimes I really just want to be free.
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©Yakira Shimoni Fulks
August 11, 2000 | Hollywood Hills, California
Woke Up This Morning | Come Hold My Hand
Your simple and repetitive chant works really well Kira. It suggests that the course of true love rarely runs smoothly. Perhaps the ups and downs add to the spice. I like how you’ve added humour (our spelling!) and I laughed at your witty use of taunt in line 2. Love everlasting or freedom? A bit of both would suit me.
All the best,
Alan
So many live in an either/or universe.
Not wanting to control does not, at all, mean you wish to be controlled.
When trust in freedom is the bottom line, lovers truly have something solid to build on.
High-level work, Kira.
The conflict of desire.
I look at you in the night
Without being able to see you,
A light in full sun,
Which blinds my gaze.
A source of clear water,
Which ends in cascade,
A choppy river,
Which flows into the sea.
I look at you dark,
Under the moonlight,
You sparkle behind the clouds,
Who cry for not seeing you.
The heart feels,
The mind decides,
The soul chooses,
The magic works.
Inevitable alchemy …
A bed can be far to big a place to be alone especially if once shared. On the flip side of that having shared a bed for so long it is sometimes nice not sharing
Wow! Just beautifully worded. Love is a hard emotion to conquer, it can sometimes liberate as well sometimes be unforgiving. All the two mindedness between longing and leaving, the need of being together as well separate. It’s a conundrum that will be hard to solve, better to leave it to fate and destiny sometimes. Time will unfold and be the judge of things to come AND guide us in our journey of love, hate and life.
Enjoyed reading this one. Has a roller-coaster effect to it.
Thanks for pointing me to this write! 🙂
this is whimsical clever and holds the spirit of fun with a touch of longing…the tone puts the reader in a great mood, reads like a song,
“Sometimes I wish you to love only me, sometimes I really just want to be free.”
How can we all not relate to those wobbling feelings inside our heart. Sometimes we just wish that world would go as per our whim. Nice one. Thank you for suggesting this amazing read.