Thoughtful Rhymes

Domestic

Your hands on my neck,
You touch my body,
"I'll destroy you," you said,
But I can't tell nobody.

Your hands on my back,
You pull me towards you,
What is it I lack,
I speak as you make me blue.

My heart has your hickeys,
My voice has your tongue,
I feel like a forest of cut down trees,
But you care more for your sprung.
Why am I,
The chosen one for your fun?

You pull me onto your bed,
Night and night again,
I think your love is dead,
But you tell me again and again.
You're here to help me,
You're here to love me,
You're here to teach me,
But you just want to touch me,
How is this lovely?
You don't love anybody,
Why are you accusing me?

I spoke out too loudly,
I'm sorry for that,
But I hid everything so they can't see,
What you did with that bat.
Yes, honey,
I'm very sorry,
You know I won't do it again.

Because

My heart has your hickeys,
My voice has your tongue,
I feel like a slow slow breeze,
And you're the young.
I'm so lucky,
To be the chosen one for your fun.

So I'll be a good girl,
To keep you happy,
You helped me with that mental swirl,
And now I'll be prettier and sappy.
I'll wear that makeup,
I'll look at the ground,
I'll dress and cake up,
And make sure that no sound,
Escapes me.

Because while the hickeys are blossoming,
Like the red marks on my skin,
You smile more while fondling,
And you know I love it when others grin.
I won't leave you, my dear,
With your dominating nature,
You don't have a fear,
And you're always sure.

My smile may have faltered,
My voice may have cracks,
But my love is unaltered,
And he's fixing my lacks.
"I love you," he said,
With his hand around my neck,
And once again it was in bed,
With the last kiss being a peck.

I know

My heart has your hickeys,
My voice has your tongue,
I feel like a ship in a storm out on sea,
And you're the unspoken sung.
It's an honour to be,
The chosen one for this fun.

This is actually a song I wrote, so I don't know why it's in my poetry section. I was bored and this topic was in my mind for quite a bit, so I decided why not? I hope you enjoyed this reading and that I'll see you later. If you guys want chords in this, then I'll write them in, too. Bye Bye!