morning wood

did you get what you wanted

almond eyes pointing towards you
words in an inbox, text box, journal box
you running a marathon in my thoughts
late night phone conversations fighting for truth

did you get what you wanted

that one morning before seven a.m.
they say a woman has sex to show a man how she loves
a man shows love to get a woman to have sex ...as we slipped on the gloves
should have known better, all these false gems

did you get what you wanted

talks about futures and red trains
detagging yourself out of my august
hoping to be left off the hook just cause you're honest
calling us 'red bull and rain'

did you get what you wanted

when you wrote manifestos about nest eggs, your heart on your lips
was it worth being in my hips?
tuesday mornings with words before the storms of your past
then you called me, made me feel like i had trespassed

did you get what you wanted

forest lawn between the dead, reflecting light on relationships
we turned a page together on the top of mulholland
you kept saying i was the needle, clovered and crimsoned
will you still love me tomorrow played and we wrote and we kissed

did you get what you wanted

we became a 'we' just long enough to test out your semen
you said it wasn't in you to deny the right human connection
but after a couple fun nights in bed tangled in your sheets
didn't seem too hard to ask me to leave

did you get what you wanted

when you said you felt rich
when you said 'yes'
and then regressed
and then this 'inevitable' you ditched

did you get what you wanted

when you replaced 'what would it be like to touch her' with 'i don't even remember life without it'
'i don't want you to ever feel insecure about where my feelings are coming from' ...guilt
so instead of a leap of faith it became 'this is all meant to be so that i can make a better quilt'
...beginning to feel like you just wanted to get laid, i must admit

cause it all couldn't have been for the bunny
or the soundtrack
the co-written poems
champagne mornings
picking out utensils
snap bracelets
the philadelphia story
sunlit faces on couches
blue lit balconies
poker and family

did you get what you wanted

did it feel good
like the beginning of the world?
a moment's pleasure with that one girl
someone to dance upon the morning wood

did you get what you wanted

a bottle of wine on a saturday evening
from your 12 days of summer ending