Uncovered

A little love poem I wrote to about my ex

Uncovered
I wonder what would happen if I uncovered your desire?

Would the people you think you know run away from your fire?

They think you are a firecracker but I know you’re dynamite

A load of gunpowder that is packaged up so tight 

If it were ever unwrapped would blow up in my face

An atom bomb that is buttoned up by prim and by lace

I can hear the tree crack from the wind wanting out

To calm the truth and blow away all of your self-doubt

If you keep a fire buried deep in a covered pit

It will soon extinguish from oxygen not getting to it

When fire meets ice oh the steam it slowly does rise

I would like to be the one to wipe the mist from your eyes

I’d give anything to be the one that you let curl your toes

To be the one caught up in the middle of your throws

Let me remove the kryptonite that keeps your inhibitions subdued

Take my love and use it to build yourself a Fortress of Solitude 

I would love to pour your creamy white thighs into my coffee cup of leisure

Be my Lois Lane of love and I will be your Superman of pleasure

The lips you use to force a smile for those you think you know

Are the lips I would kiss to open wide and let the truth flow

Would people be shocked at the way you let down your hair?

Would it matter since that is the real you that has always been there?

But you would rather keep hidden the treasure buried deep inside

To keep the status quo while your real love ways are forever denied