Cupid's Place

Love is like a house
And thank god that it is!
Because Love don't always come
With a house to have it in

While my man and I were standing
In a kitchen making Chai
Cupid was the landlord
And he couldn't pass us by

We barely even noticed 
His arrow plunge into
Our hearts as we enjoyed
An empty living room

And Cupid didn't notice
As we screamed and moaned
As he walked through the hallways
On his telephone

Cupid simply knew
The job he had done right
But, Cupid, hear our praise
For all our sleepless nights

As we built our house
We knew we couldn't live
In a hollow space
Until it was finished

And as we set a place
In our dinning room
Always know that there
Is a place for you

Because Love is like a house
But ours is incomplete
Without our friend, Cupid
There to rest his wings

Follow

It shoots out from me
While a quiet solo guitar
Plays a quiet simple song
It shoots out from me and jumps into the city skyline.
The same city skyline I dreamed of
As a child
Past the same stoplights I dreamed would light my nights
Through the same apartment condos
And row houses I was wishing to live in
While I wasted in my trailer park town
As a boy
Through every sidewalk tree's rustle
To a house somewhere
Where you sit
The man of my dreams
My childhood wish
To your heart
And I realize I am here
In my city
With my dreams
My life
In front of me
My man a short distance
Away
Able and ready to follow my heart
All the way back
To my chest

The Music - For D.

If you want
I am here
But also know
I have been there
Where you are
And I hesitate to ask
'If you want...'
Because I know that cold
The sweat and the strange
The drawn out punishment
I know the last thing
Right now
You know
Is what you want...
But I also know
You'll find it
And I promise you
What you really want
Is still there
Inside
Somewhere
My friends
Myself
We know
We have heard our music screech to a halt
Before
But we also know
What it sounds like
When our music
Starts to play
Again
So sing to me
Play for me
(I know you still can)
How you want to want
Only
The music
And nothing else
Anymore

Observations

When my lower back is cold
Your hands are warm
When my hands are calloused
Your hands are soft
When I'm feeling tired
You've just brewed us chai...
And when I've been scolded
For the way I love myself
When I've been handed
Weights made for my back
When I've laughed off connections
In favor of surface-value celebrity
And when I'm finally exposed
And no one is around
Your lips tell me I'm there
In the place I need to be
You're suddenly all hungry
For taking on more weights
And you barrel like a champion
Through the walls I'm putting up
You walk in to see me sitting
In the corner in a ball
And you sit down and join me
Until I smile again